[ it's something he notes, quietly, of her. She did look better, at Selena, not a whole thing he can place, truly. He has never been the best at reading the nuances of those around him. A subtlety that was not something he ever became skilled at. ]
As have we all of late, that it seems. [ He could guess, however, a few had died, more than enough that the ripples trickled everywhere and that was the way it was with most of it. Small little trickles that ran down and down until there was blood in every crack.
Or maybe that was just too long in Dunwall. More damning than the void, the wariness it left him with.
Even so, her question was just so pleasantly Gristillian it gave him pause -- and a slow blink, what had been ever his polite answer? ]
Just plain black is fine. But do not trouble yourself.
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As have we all of late, that it seems. [ He could guess, however, a few had died, more than enough that the ripples trickled everywhere and that was the way it was with most of it. Small little trickles that ran down and down until there was blood in every crack.
Or maybe that was just too long in Dunwall. More damning than the void, the wariness it left him with.
Even so, her question was just so pleasantly Gristillian it gave him pause -- and a slow blink, what had been ever his polite answer? ]
Just plain black is fine. But do not trouble yourself.