[Six’s tone is neutral, but Sylus catches the hint of something behind it—curiosity, perhaps, or a touch of scepticism. It’s a sentiment Sylus can understand. Many people have, and many people will doubt his methods, his drive, and his path. That's alright as long as they stay out of his way. And arrogance is a currency in places like this, but it only holds value if you have the power to back it up. Sylus isn't sure if he can, here. But he's an excellent poker player.
Sylus raises an eyebrow at the erune's bluntness, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He shrugs — lopsided, somehow. How odd, as this man has seemed to be graceful. Perhaps it's all a front, perhaps it's something else.
But then again, their attention is driven elsewhere as many bidders seem to have started a physical altercation somehow. Sylus' eyebrows arch, lazily so. Like he has expected it. The person presiding the auction is using the hammer to try and ask for order like in a courthouse instead.]
Not in the slightest. It’s refreshing to see someone who isn’t tripping over themselves for a chance to grovel. [He uncrosses his arms, looks at something that could have been on his fingers.] Why would someone like you bid on me in the first place?
do u rly
Sylus raises an eyebrow at the erune's bluntness, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He shrugs — lopsided, somehow. How odd, as this man has seemed to be graceful. Perhaps it's all a front, perhaps it's something else.
But then again, their attention is driven elsewhere as many bidders seem to have started a physical altercation somehow. Sylus' eyebrows arch, lazily so. Like he has expected it. The person presiding the auction is using the hammer to try and ask for order like in a courthouse instead.]
Not in the slightest. It’s refreshing to see someone who isn’t tripping over themselves for a chance to grovel. [He uncrosses his arms, looks at something that could have been on his fingers.] Why would someone like you bid on me in the first place?