But I can't see a number in his eye. That has to be something of a good sign. I suppose. He's not attacking us. Not doing anything except projecting good will as hard as he can, and the fact that he's doing that a little ineptly makes me think he's not doing it with any kind of supernatural power.
(I mean, yes. That could be a masterful trick. To seem a little annoyed with his own appearance, like he doesn't have full control. To make us let down our guard. But I don't think it is, and if I'm proven wrong later, well, we'll deal with whatever happens. Like we always do.)
"Sakurada Hiromu," I say, leaving Emi to introduce himself or not. "It's all right by me. Emi...?"
...I remember my manners, and add a hurried, "Thank you."
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But I can't see a number in his eye. That has to be something of a good sign. I suppose. He's not attacking us. Not doing anything except projecting good will as hard as he can, and the fact that he's doing that a little ineptly makes me think he's not doing it with any kind of supernatural power.
(I mean, yes. That could be a masterful trick. To seem a little annoyed with his own appearance, like he doesn't have full control. To make us let down our guard. But I don't think it is, and if I'm proven wrong later, well, we'll deal with whatever happens. Like we always do.)
"Sakurada Hiromu," I say, leaving Emi to introduce himself or not. "It's all right by me. Emi...?"
...I remember my manners, and add a hurried, "Thank you."