[Too bad that he's not remotely bothered by that flat tone, instead focusing on... that mark, in particular. That can't be right, there's only one person he knows of that has something like that and it's... certainly not this person.]
Who are you? [Ever the classy one, Speedwagon. Everything else is momentarily forgotten and he's real glad that the nervousness of this ridiculous nonsense he's been paired with didn't get thrust onto him as well.
He can certainly feel his heart beginning to race, which is never a good sign, but he's learned that if he's gained one advantage of this monster thing? He has a way out of bad situations.]
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Who are you? [Ever the classy one, Speedwagon. Everything else is momentarily forgotten and he's real glad that the nervousness of this ridiculous nonsense he's been paired with didn't get thrust onto him as well.
He can certainly feel his heart beginning to race, which is never a good sign, but he's learned that if he's gained one advantage of this monster thing? He has a way out of bad situations.]