[The word is quiet under his breath, his voice an echo of hers changed by confusion. A genius astrologist? That is a claim worthy of merit, if it's true — he's known individuals to call themselves geniuses, wearing their own pride and confidence in its identity. Then again, he's also met far more merely full of hot air. Which sort of genius is this woman?
Sunday doesn't ask, because in the next moment, she's standing — and his gaze immediately cuts away. By his ears, those wings twitch in a telling discomfort.]
... I'll sit with you, as long as... [He's DYING here. He cannot just look at a woman's body like this?] Please put more clothing on first. That is my condition.
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[The word is quiet under his breath, his voice an echo of hers changed by confusion. A genius astrologist? That is a claim worthy of merit, if it's true — he's known individuals to call themselves geniuses, wearing their own pride and confidence in its identity. Then again, he's also met far more merely full of hot air. Which sort of genius is this woman?
Sunday doesn't ask, because in the next moment, she's standing — and his gaze immediately cuts away. By his ears, those wings twitch in a telling discomfort.]
... I'll sit with you, as long as... [He's DYING here. He cannot just look at a woman's body like this?] Please put more clothing on first. That is my condition.