Some*fin*. "Oh my god," Malos mutters, out loud to himself. Fish puns... No, no, he's not going to get into it. He'll die.
"It's - you know, I think something is fishy about all this," god dammit. Don't acknowledge it. "We're on a Ship? Something, something, cruise liner, something something legs, something something apocalypse, IDK, I didn't catch all that." Or rather, he's too lazy to recount it. "But I've never seen this deck before, and the mirrors..."
He sends a glance at one - does a mild double take, his eyebrows shooting upwards. Is that him, but with a non-Aegis core crystal? Huh? Are those scars on his arm? Blades don't...
"Well, I don't like the mirrors, either," he says aloud, but he's staring at the reflection instead of at his new. uh. fishy friend, sure, whatever.
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"Fell out of a mirror?" And then he processes:
Some*fin*. "Oh my god," Malos mutters, out loud to himself. Fish puns... No, no, he's not going to get into it. He'll die.
"It's - you know, I think something is fishy about all this," god dammit. Don't acknowledge it. "We're on a Ship? Something, something, cruise liner, something something legs, something something apocalypse, IDK, I didn't catch all that." Or rather, he's too lazy to recount it. "But I've never seen this deck before, and the mirrors..."
He sends a glance at one - does a mild double take, his eyebrows shooting upwards. Is that him, but with a non-Aegis core crystal? Huh? Are those scars on his arm? Blades don't...
"Well, I don't like the mirrors, either," he says aloud, but he's staring at the reflection instead of at his new. uh. fishy friend, sure, whatever.