[Stocke is totally doing it on purpose and you know it or rather, the shade's used enough his monstrous appearance, to this peninsula, that he takes it for granted. Being around Greed's hardly helped in that regard; if there were ever a person to encourage others to embrace their transformations, it was the demon.]
[As soon as Edward's far enough inside, the shade pulls away from the door (practically glides), letting it slide shut behind them. It closes with a final-sounding click, as if it's far too late to leave now; Stocke himself doesn't move far, choosing to lean against the wall beside it. His arms cross, one leg bending over the other braced on the floor; the sheath of the blade at his side taps against the wall softly, once.]
[There's something in the shade's demeanor - subtle, with no particular single change that can be pointed out, but he's far more relaxed inside the 'Nest than he was without. It only gets more pronounced as the demon trails down the stairs. Whatever the reason, he trusts Greed.]
[And when the demon asks his question - 'What do you have for me?' - Stocke's quick enough to answer. He tilts his head in Ed's direction.] Pulled a native off him. He wanted to see the Nest once he heard the name.
[By this time Ed's already spilling out his exclamation; the shade's eyes flicker white in not-quite surprise, and he settles into silence to listen and watch. If there is trouble, it's obvious he'll be taking Greed's side; but he's not interested in blocking the door unless the demon gives him a signal.]
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Stocke is totally doing it on purpose and you know itor rather, the shade's used enough his monstrous appearance, to this peninsula, that he takes it for granted. Being around Greed's hardly helped in that regard; if there were ever a person to encourage others to embrace their transformations, it was the demon.][As soon as Edward's far enough inside, the shade pulls away from the door (practically glides), letting it slide shut behind them. It closes with a final-sounding click, as if it's far too late to leave now; Stocke himself doesn't move far, choosing to lean against the wall beside it. His arms cross, one leg bending over the other braced on the floor; the sheath of the blade at his side taps against the wall softly, once.]
[There's something in the shade's demeanor - subtle, with no particular single change that can be pointed out, but he's far more relaxed inside the 'Nest than he was without. It only gets more pronounced as the demon trails down the stairs. Whatever the reason, he trusts Greed.]
[And when the demon asks his question - 'What do you have for me?' - Stocke's quick enough to answer. He tilts his head in Ed's direction.] Pulled a native off him. He wanted to see the Nest once he heard the name.
[By this time Ed's already spilling out his exclamation; the shade's eyes flicker white in not-quite surprise, and he settles into silence to listen and watch. If there is trouble, it's obvious he'll be taking Greed's side; but he's not interested in blocking the door unless the demon gives him a signal.]