A scholar of the aspects of life most people took for granted - but one uninclined to take credit for any achievement he could lay at the feet of others. A man of keen insight, who preferred to use that insight to shepherd others into the fulfillment of the potential he saw in them.
[A pause. The carefully manicured, almost passionless tone turns to something wry, a secret shared only with himself.]
And to mercilessly tease those unfortunate enough to call him friend, of course.
[It is too on the mark to be simply his observations on the man in front of him, and even if it were not, the wryness, wistfulness, exasperated almost affection... He does not need to say in what lifetime he knew this unnamed man, for there is only one he could bear such emotions toward as he is now.
But then - a tilt of his head, and a smile sharp enough to cut.]
Might I ask a strange question? Were it not for the Allagan eye you bear, would they, perhaps, be green?
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A scholar of the aspects of life most people took for granted - but one uninclined to take credit for any achievement he could lay at the feet of others. A man of keen insight, who preferred to use that insight to shepherd others into the fulfillment of the potential he saw in them.
[A pause. The carefully manicured, almost passionless tone turns to something wry, a secret shared only with himself.]
And to mercilessly tease those unfortunate enough to call him friend, of course.
[It is too on the mark to be simply his observations on the man in front of him, and even if it were not, the wryness, wistfulness, exasperated almost affection... He does not need to say in what lifetime he knew this unnamed man, for there is only one he could bear such emotions toward as he is now.
But then - a tilt of his
head, and a smile sharp enough to cut.]
Might I ask a strange question? Were it not for the Allagan eye you bear, would they, perhaps, be green?