Samuel gave a small smile and a slight nod. "Of course." He said before he walked back to pick up the coat, which he had set on the shoe mat near the door. Clearly he was not as worried about the garment as she was anymore, his role of a host having superseded the desire to have it repaired. However, it was more logical to get it dealt with first. "The latrine is this way."
Moving past the living area and kitchen, he lead her through a simple archway and into a short hall. Three dark-stained doors lined the walls, two of them along the length of the hallway and one at the end. As he walked down to the last door, he reached up and clicked on a brass and stained glass wall lamp, warm light filling the area as he did. The carving and etching on each door was now clearly visible, as was the detail on the hanging tapestry that covered much of the wall opposite of them. A plethora of aged colours skillfully displayed what some would recognize as scenes from the stories in the book One Thousand and One Nights.
Turning the brass handle and pushing the door open, he reached in to flick on one of the few light-switches in the apartment, then stepped aside so Evelin could walk into the modestly sized bathroom. Like the rest of the home, it was simple yet ornate, with blue, brown and gold Moroccan tiles lining the lower half of the walls and outside of the tub. The mirror was framed with winding, etched brass that reflected the other brass fixtures within the small room. There were few decorations here, just a vivid green, leafy plant on the counter next to the sink and a floral mosaic set into the wall opposite of the mirror.
Glancing down to the coat again, he unbundled it to look at the darkening stains. "I do not have much in the way of cleaning supplies, but I do have vinegar, if you would like to use it." He said before offering the garment to her for inspection.
Moving past the living area and kitchen, he lead her through a simple archway and into a short hall. Three dark-stained doors lined the walls, two of them along the length of the hallway and one at the end. As he walked down to the last door, he reached up and clicked on a brass and stained glass wall lamp, warm light filling the area as he did. The carving and etching on each door was now clearly visible, as was the detail on the hanging tapestry that covered much of the wall opposite of them. A plethora of aged colours skillfully displayed what some would recognize as scenes from the stories in the book One Thousand and One Nights.
Turning the brass handle and pushing the door open, he reached in to flick on one of the few light-switches in the apartment, then stepped aside so Evelin could walk into the modestly sized bathroom. Like the rest of the home, it was simple yet ornate, with blue, brown and gold Moroccan tiles lining the lower half of the walls and outside of the tub. The mirror was framed with winding, etched brass that reflected the other brass fixtures within the small room. There were few decorations here, just a vivid green, leafy plant on the counter next to the sink and a floral mosaic set into the wall opposite of the mirror.
Glancing down to the coat again, he unbundled it to look at the darkening stains. "I do not have much in the way of cleaning supplies, but I do have vinegar, if you would like to use it." He said before offering the garment to her for inspection.