[he finally seems to come to, startling as he realizes someone else is here... he only caught the last bit of that, struggling to form a response quickly enough to try to seem at least a little like he wasn't totally zoned out.]
O-oh, um... well... the buildings would still be fine...
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[ he means the collarbone tattoo. assuming that the guy fears the dark, not that he killed it. ]
We always have the pyre, but what if it rains?
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[he finally seems to come to, startling as he realizes someone else is here... he only caught the last bit of that, struggling to form a response quickly enough to try to seem at least a little like he wasn't totally zoned out.]
O-oh, um... well... the buildings would still be fine...
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[ picking up the conversation as if he hadn't obviously startled the poor soul ]
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[aaaaaa... he looks nervous at the thought of them being so dark, though.]
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[ sorry there can only be one silver-haired twink. time for a psychic battle. ]
What's scary about the dark, anyway? You'll bump into someone?
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[he gives his head a little shake, there.]
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[ so don't worry about that part! ]
My bat doesn't glow anymore or I'd say we could use that as a backup.