But he does it. Finds a spot to lean against as he takes off his own shoes, and the greaves protecting them, before slipping on the glittery boots. They're not of a bad make. They could be completely practical, if not for the garish decoration.
There's also a moment once they're on that he seems to be waiting, to see if anyone swoops down upon him to instantly order that he take them off. They won't. He knows they won't. But those childhood instincts remain deeply embedded. He...could wear these abominations, if he wanted to.
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But he does it. Finds a spot to lean against as he takes off his own shoes, and the greaves protecting them, before slipping on the glittery boots. They're not of a bad make. They could be completely practical, if not for the garish decoration.
There's also a moment once they're on that he seems to be waiting, to see if anyone swoops down upon him to instantly order that he take them off. They won't. He knows they won't. But those childhood instincts remain deeply embedded. He...could wear these abominations, if he wanted to.