The sound of footsteps approaching gets him to look up from his book once they draw near enough, though his eyes linger across the page before they're eventually facing the young man now speaking. Just because he asked a question does not mean Micolash stopped his reading!
Oh! Oh!! But wait! He remembers this one! The young man who spoke of Dreams with him! The book is clapped shut with enthusiasm as Micolash grins uneasily at Viatorus. That grin remains all the way through the sombre description, in fact.
"OoOOhh!" The sound is comically musical, even moreso that it is done in earnest. "How terribly grim! Who has appointed these judges? What makes one worthy to dole out such verdicts? Can they be appealed? What happens to those without the currency to cross?" Though it's all said in his usual drone, the questions come one after the other, rapid-fire, animated with excitement.
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Oh! Oh!! But wait! He remembers this one! The young man who spoke of Dreams with him! The book is clapped shut with enthusiasm as Micolash grins uneasily at Viatorus. That grin remains all the way through the sombre description, in fact.
"OoOOhh!" The sound is comically musical, even moreso that it is done in earnest. "How terribly grim! Who has appointed these judges? What makes one worthy to dole out such verdicts? Can they be appealed? What happens to those without the currency to cross?" Though it's all said in his usual drone, the questions come one after the other, rapid-fire, animated with excitement.