"It suits you," he said with a fond smile, intending it as a genuine compliment. So what, if it wasn't objectively the best suit? Black was as good a color for Eddie as green. Aimery's smile turned more proud when he was complimented, his gaze and hand dropping to his sword to adjust it under the table. "Had you not seen my sword before? It's the same I arrived with, I've not been to a forge or purchased a new one yet. I'm saving up."