As if he is not privy to many time shenanigans both as a dhampir and as someone in a world full of advanced technology and magical prowess. The first part gets him to look at J once more. It's familiar. Of course every universe would have some weird, annoying tug-of-war between opposing sides, the destruction of everything, and unreachable promises. Of course.
D's mahogany eyes lift, resting instead on the shard splitting the skin of J's forehead.] Getting worked up won't bring answers any faster. Or resolutions. [Irritatingly pragmatic... His eyes remain on the shard thoughtfully before he finally looks away.
The one on the back of his bare left hand is equally on display for everyone, yet... somehow, the gnarled and putrid green of the stone doesn't quite fit with D's entire... everything for some curious reason. Maybe on the inside, D is infection and pus green...? Maybe it is the feeling of a completely separate entity.]
It's an annoyance, but having a tantrum won't benefit me.
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As if he is not privy to many time shenanigans both as a dhampir and as someone in a world full of advanced technology and magical prowess. The first part gets him to look at J once more. It's familiar. Of course every universe would have some weird, annoying tug-of-war between opposing sides, the destruction of everything, and unreachable promises. Of course.
D's mahogany eyes lift, resting instead on the shard splitting the skin of J's forehead.] Getting worked up won't bring answers any faster. Or resolutions. [Irritatingly pragmatic... His eyes remain on the shard thoughtfully before he finally looks away.
The one on the back of his bare left hand is equally on display for everyone, yet... somehow, the gnarled and putrid green of the stone doesn't quite fit with D's entire... everything for some curious reason. Maybe on the inside, D is infection and pus green...? Maybe it is the feeling of a completely separate entity.]
It's an annoyance, but having a tantrum won't benefit me.