[ No laughter to be found, just a nice simple calm. Someone was nice to try and treat them. Which is precisely what greets Dion when Europa looks over, the helmet under one of their arms. Behind them is the same regular metallic wings folded against their back, but what's new is the shimmery green dragon-like tail flicking.
The man has black hair with green accents, gold eyes staring sharply at Dion but there's a brief flicker of recognition. ]
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W2 TUESDAY
The man has black hair with green accents, gold eyes staring sharply at Dion but there's a brief flicker of recognition. ]
You. [ Rude. ]
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You've grown less friendly, I see.
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I would hardly say I was ever friendly to begin with. [ He says rather impassively. ]
What are you searching for?
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I had heard there was something of a commotion and grew curious. Though you seem to have returned to normal.
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Someone thought to amuse themselves by cursing me. There is nothing to see for it.
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