"...Oh. ...Told you I wasn't one for scholarly pursuits." There's a tinge of shame in Dagran's embarrassment; pulleys and levers and whatnot are for the birds, but they're contemporary for him all the same. Nonetheless, he still looks a little unhappy about hopping into the elevator, as if it's going to swallow him instead of safely take him to his floor.
"That sure is one way to see it." The Shadow's dismissal (which should, by all rights, insult him to high hell) draws an amused bark of laughter out of him. "No one's seen death like you have that I've talked to, and they sure as hell don't care what I think most of the time; I'll add that to the list of reasons why I think we're gonna get along well, huh?"
It's almost sad, how genuine he is in their strange little kinship and how honest he's being to his emotions; ever since the war, dragging such things out of him had been like pulling teeth.
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There's a tinge of shame in Dagran's embarrassment; pulleys and levers and whatnot are for the birds, but they're contemporary for him all the same.
Nonetheless, he still looks a little unhappy about hopping into the elevator, as if it's going to swallow him instead of safely take him to his floor.
"That sure is one way to see it." The Shadow's dismissal (which should, by all rights, insult him to high hell) draws an amused bark of laughter out of him. "No one's seen death like you have that I've talked to, and they sure as hell don't care what I think most of the time; I'll add that to the list of reasons why I think we're gonna get along well, huh?"
It's almost sad, how genuine he is in their strange little kinship and how honest he's being to his emotions; ever since the war, dragging such things out of him had been like pulling teeth.