[ He takes a moment, raising his head a little to look at the man who had responded to him. His appearance and the way he held himself is something he feels like he recognises, a buzzing in his head that he's met someone like this before. (But where? The name just wasn't coming to him, just an expression with a scowl, speaking in a language he barely understood.)
His lips curl a little in a bit of a smirk, teeth clicking together as he takes in the image of a halo and wings adorning the man's appearance. Angels weren't real, and yet, what the hell was standing in front of him.]
Not so sure about that. I've heard some pretty crazy things in my life. [He felt the words tumble out of his mouth before he really thought about them. Crazy things, sure, but where. He wasn't even sure himself.
Either way, he's taking a moment to stare at what this guy was holding, and the way he's standing. It's not exactly angelic.]
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His lips curl a little in a bit of a smirk, teeth clicking together as he takes in the image of a halo and wings adorning the man's appearance. Angels weren't real, and yet, what the hell was standing in front of him.]
Not so sure about that. I've heard some pretty crazy things in my life. [He felt the words tumble out of his mouth before he really thought about them. Crazy things, sure, but where. He wasn't even sure himself.
Either way, he's taking a moment to stare at what this guy was holding, and the way he's standing. It's not exactly angelic.]
So who are you? Some sort of holy choir?