[ If he notices her gaze lingering on him a few seconds too long, he neither comments nor blinks. As far as reactions towards him go, it's mild.
He lowers his hand. Both her clothes and accent isn't near as foreign as some folks here, which draws his attention. A little familiarity after all the strangeness is nice. ]
I'm open minded. [ He leans back against one of the carriages before offering a less dry response. ] A world entirely populated with mages seems less than usual.
[ It's less that the magic itself is suspicious than that it's been given to everyone, including him. He's not meant to be a mage. He hasn't shied away from learning—he knows better than to ignore it—but it isn't natural, not to him. It's far beyond the simple signs he normally uses. Combined with the loss of his senses, it's hard not to feel as if he'd been remade into something he never asked to be all over again. ]
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He lowers his hand. Both her clothes and accent isn't near as foreign as some folks here, which draws his attention. A little familiarity after all the strangeness is nice. ]
I'm open minded. [ He leans back against one of the carriages before offering a less dry response. ] A world entirely populated with mages seems less than usual.
[ It's less that the magic itself is suspicious than that it's been given to everyone, including him. He's not meant to be a mage. He hasn't shied away from learning—he knows better than to ignore it—but it isn't natural, not to him. It's far beyond the simple signs he normally uses. Combined with the loss of his senses, it's hard not to feel as if he'd been remade into something he never asked to be all over again. ]