Amongst all that cognitive chaos, one bright and familiar mind came closer.

"If there's any help to be had by hiding out up here," Maridian said, tapping his head with his knuckles gently, "you can go for it, you know!"

He hadn't gone very thematic in his dress, just formal. For the first time since he'd gotten it back, the paladin was out of his armor in public. Instead, he wore magnificent crimson-and-gold robes, tight around the torso to show off the musculature his armor normally covered, then loose and flowing around the legs and arms. Though he didn't advertise the fact that he was of noble birth as a general rule, the outfit betrayed it.