[Alright, give him a minute. Back where he's from, Reaper himself is the closest goddamn thing you get to a creature that can be described as supernatural. And the fact that his existence is more born of science than magic--when Sachi starts his little light show with vines that seem to crawl out of no-where gets the mercenary to stop.
And to stare.
His arms are full of the brown, churping fuzzballs and, in that moment, he's grateful for his mask and the expression of shock on his face that Sachi won't see. Instead, he'll conduct himself cooly and without a hint that he was taken aback by Sachi's little light show, and...]
What with a fancy little parlour trick like that, why not carry them all at once.
[His dry tone hits the mark, he figures. Good god, what are you.]
im going to have to drink a whole cow to get to your height
And to stare.
His arms are full of the brown, churping fuzzballs and, in that moment, he's grateful for his mask and the expression of shock on his face that Sachi won't see. Instead, he'll conduct himself cooly and without a hint that he was taken aback by Sachi's little light show, and...]
What with a fancy little parlour trick like that, why not carry them all at once.
[His dry tone hits the mark, he figures. Good god, what are you.]