Were you that type?

Carsina tilted her head when she saw him trying in vain.

Carsina: " Were you the type to carry handkerchiefs?"

She asked, blatantly.

Carseain realised she had a point.

Carseain : " Uh... Well, I'm not really. I guess...Ah... But, I'm sure, Kiha makes it a point to stuff one of it in my pockets while preparing my clothes...."

Carsina scanned Carseain's outfit top to bottom. A cloak, a half mask, a black full sleeve shirt and trousers laden with accessories that held various weapons.

As far as Carsina knew about Kiha from Kina's stories, she's skilled at formal and informal dressing for noble parties and not in these types of get-ups.

Carsina: "Umm....Did Kiha prepare these clothes?"

She asked, looking a little sceptical.

Carseain widened his eyes.

"Ah...Nox did...."

They both stared at each other for a moment.

Carseain: "I guess I don't have a handkerchief..."

Carsina : "Oh...Okay?"