Compared to his summoner robes, these don't mask his form, making him seem smaller to anyone who has seen him in the others. And yet, as simple as these are, Braska is, as always, still wearing his headdress.

"Ah, thank goodness," Braska smiles. "I was worried I'd accidentally been rude." He relaxes, settling into his seat again. His smile changes, shifting from polite to a little shy, of all things, and a little embarrassed, but unmistakably happy all the same. "You're quite correct; I most certainly am." New to places like this, and spellbound. "It's entirely unlike anything I've ever seen."