[Normally, Belle would spend most of her time outside of the city, but it's too wet and too cold to even try that, and she's ill-dressed for it. By the time she makes it back to the building that houses her assigned quarters, she's drenched, unruly hair plastered to her head and face.
It's only then that she notices the man nearby, dressed in strange robes. Which tells her only one significant thing: he's new around here, because that kind of attire would have stood out before, and she's noticed that most people begin to wear the clothing of this time period soon enough.]
Are you a priest?
[Because who else would wear robes like that, right?]
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It's only then that she notices the man nearby, dressed in strange robes. Which tells her only one significant thing: he's new around here, because that kind of attire would have stood out before, and she's noticed that most people begin to wear the clothing of this time period soon enough.]
Are you a priest?
[Because who else would wear robes like that, right?]