[ Oh. Well. She's seen a lot of things in her decade-long career as innkeeper, but this is definitely... new, and one-of-a-kind. She tips her head curiously, her own flickering light of stars in her eyes following the movement of his tattoo, watching as ink moves across his skin and then out of it, taking a very three-dimensional shape indeed.
no subject
...She waves back. ]
All right. I am a little curious...
[ Can... she poke it. ]