The lift of his brow and tilt of his head has him conceding that point. He's not good at decorating. Generally he doesn't go looking for things. He simply uses what's gifted to him, whatever that may be. Being isolated on an island doesn't really encourage that sort of gift-giving either. He'd much rather a good whiskey than a cushion.
There are several photographs around. Yennefer would be forgiven for thinking Muldoon is a time traveller in disguise based on the one in pride of place. The black and white wedding photo has a couple posing seriously for their wedding. As it turns out, apart from heavy laugh lines and a thick moustache, Muldoon is the spitting image of his father. His mother looks quintessentially English and despite the rigidness of the picture manages to look both nervous and happy. Beside this picture is one of a black family, having wrangled several generations together for a family photo, unable to hide their vibrant smiles.
Almost all of the rest are from various points in Muldoon's life. Seemingly the only way to get him in a picture is to insist on a team photo. Images of the younger warden have him surrounded by people in uniforms which match his, Kenyans from tribal communities, or Indian rangers, in various combinations. All of which have Muldoon with his iconic totally-not-a-smile-smile whether he has his hat on or not to shade him from the sun.
"I don't expect you have cameras back in your world," Muldoon comments as he returns with a glass of wine and offers it to her. "It would be paintings, wouldn't it? Have you ever had your photo taken? Or your portrait painted?"
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There are several photographs around. Yennefer would be forgiven for thinking Muldoon is a time traveller in disguise based on the one in pride of place. The black and white wedding photo has a couple posing seriously for their wedding. As it turns out, apart from heavy laugh lines and a thick moustache, Muldoon is the spitting image of his father. His mother looks quintessentially English and despite the rigidness of the picture manages to look both nervous and happy. Beside this picture is one of a black family, having wrangled several generations together for a family photo, unable to hide their vibrant smiles.
Almost all of the rest are from various points in Muldoon's life. Seemingly the only way to get him in a picture is to insist on a team photo. Images of the younger warden have him surrounded by people in uniforms which match his, Kenyans from tribal communities, or Indian rangers, in various combinations. All of which have Muldoon with his iconic totally-not-a-smile-smile whether he has his hat on or not to shade him from the sun.
"I don't expect you have cameras back in your world," Muldoon comments as he returns with a glass of wine and offers it to her. "It would be paintings, wouldn't it? Have you ever had your photo taken? Or your portrait painted?"