[ There's a moment where he does glance over his shoulder and waits to see that Brother Death has settled down. There's an eerie likeness to the way he moves, so very much like Hikaru -- economical, graceful -- only... more somehow that it feels like that trick people use in movies when everything is all clean lines, blurs and focuses artfully placed. ]
So, uh. [ He's setting the reel up on that hanging shelf now, before he turns around and leans back against the table beneath it. ] What did you want to talk about?
[ His arms cross loosely over his chest, as if he were keeping himself warm from cold. ]
no subject
So, uh. [ He's setting the reel up on that hanging shelf now, before he turns around and leans back against the table beneath it. ] What did you want to talk about?
[ His arms cross loosely over his chest, as if he were keeping himself warm from cold. ]