[h3]White Church Workshop, Upper Cathedral Ward, high above western Yharnam – Ophelia[/h3]
“My arms?” he repeated, blinking his eyes several times quickly as he tried and failed to identify a reason for the request. “I suppose.”
Stepping behind his desk, Dietrich first pulled off his gloves and then proceeded to roll up first his left sleeve, then his right, all the way up to the shoulder so that both his arms and hands were fully exposed. He held them out for her to examine as she wished. He had nicely defined, but curiously understated muscles that spoke of strength without bulkiness, and his skin was clean, unmarked and faintly suntanned.
There was nothing of particular note about his arms, but she might notice another little guidance sprite appearing and disappearing again, though this time from near his thigh. She would probably be able to tell that the moon-sprites were not coming from any particular part of Dietrich, but just showed up in his vicinity every few seconds.