[He doesn't move. He's seen more threatening swords in his time, and if she kills him here -
Well, he doesn't honestly care.]
Or are you both so deaf as to not hear them, and so blind that you can't see what they're doing to you?
[He reaches up to tap at his collar, but almost as though on cue, the glamour flickers - Sheba an empty, clear vessel, and Asch drained of color up nearly as far as his long gloves. Even absent skin and color, his gaze doesn't budge.]
Given that a person only hears the shadows from their home - [And now his gaze does slide off to the shadows waiting in the wings.] I'd say you're far more responsible for this than I am.
[It's a vicious little dig, but he doesn't particularly care about being polite when people point swords at him. He's made his point; if she wants him removed, then she'll have to talk the retrieval units into doing it, for a loose, bladed definition of talking.]
no subject
[He doesn't move. He's seen more threatening swords in his time, and if she kills him here -
Well, he doesn't honestly care.]
Or are you both so deaf as to not hear them, and so blind that you can't see what they're doing to you?
[He reaches up to tap at his collar, but almost as though on cue, the glamour flickers - Sheba an empty, clear vessel, and Asch drained of color up nearly as far as his long gloves. Even absent skin and color, his gaze doesn't budge.]
Given that a person only hears the shadows from their home - [And now his gaze does slide off to the shadows waiting in the wings.] I'd say you're far more responsible for this than I am.
[It's a vicious little dig, but he doesn't particularly care about being polite when people point swords at him. He's made his point; if she wants him removed, then she'll have to talk the retrieval units into doing it, for a loose, bladed definition of talking.]