Chapter 335: New Year, New Landscape
Baruk's front leg extended again, this time pointing at the deep purple robes in Minchum's photograph. "...Pretty..."
Regulus turned his head and gave the spider a look. Since when did an Acromantula have aesthetic opinions? And who'd taught him?
"You think that's good-looking?"
Baruk clicked once.
Regulus tilted the newspaper toward him, letting the spider get a better view of Minchum's face.
"That shade needs a darker complexion to carry it. He's too pale. Can't pull it off." He tapped the photo with a finger. "Looks like someone dumped red cabbage juice on him and forgot to rinse."
Baruk's pedipalps worked open and shut. He reversed course without missing a beat. "...Not pretty."
Regulus let it go and flipped through the rest of the paper. Festive advertisements, holiday discounts. Nothing worth reading.
He turned back to the front page and scanned Minchum's speech again.