" That's because I'm not human. "
A simple response to a simple question. Baishe tapped his chin, head tilting as he observed the man before him in return. " The real question is, what are πΊπ°πΆ ? "
Had it been anyone else, they would've been unsettled. But not Baishe. He was more curious ...
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βIs that so?β
Dottoreβs head tilts, his grip loosening until his hand falls away entirely. Heβs an observant man, of courseβbut often direct questioning is better than passive observation.
ββ¦ You speak as if you yourself arenβt human. Why is that?β
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Baishe didn't even flinch when his wrist was grabbed so harshly. His gaze just shifted to the masked face of the stranger, before he spoke.
" Your aura is very strange. " he noted, seemingly not caring about etiquette at all. " Your grip is also strange. Unusually strong for a human. "
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Perhaps he is a third secret option: fed up.
A hand catches their wrist in a near-bruising grip, head whipping around to βglareβ at them.
βCan I help you?β
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A clawed digit pokes @arsillicitum.bsky.social in the side. Strange clothes and an even stranger aura. Is this one friend or foe ?
