Third eye? That's laughably rudimentary. One needs so many more than just THREE.
Poor Freddy's open discomfort goes completely overlooked, the fervor of talking about his studies and creations taking priority over silly things like reading body language. Micolash is still smiling, somewhat vacantly now.
"Ohh yes. Terribly so. And you do so much look like someone who's learned about the limits of the Old Blood."
The scholar points out all the red dousing Mr. Orange's, well. His everything. The presence of such continues to bother Micolash no more than seeing someone with their shirttails out.
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Poor Freddy's open discomfort goes completely overlooked, the fervor of talking about his studies and creations taking priority over silly things like reading body language. Micolash is still smiling, somewhat vacantly now.
"Ohh yes. Terribly so. And you do so much look like someone who's learned about the limits of the Old Blood."
The scholar points out all the red dousing Mr. Orange's, well. His everything. The presence of such continues to bother Micolash no more than seeing someone with their shirttails out.
"Are you a hunter, perhaps?"