[ There's this feeling he gets when eyes are on him. Even if unsung, if the attention he's used to is mostly bloodthirsty and opportunistic, he feels it paring him down, however softly. One or one thousand... though he's inwardly grateful it's just one this time.
His eyes do peel open eventually, gazing upwards with a little humor. ]
Is that so? [ Maybe it's because she doesn't know him yet, he thinks soberly. ] It's Lighter. What about you?
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His eyes do peel open eventually, gazing upwards with a little humor. ]
Is that so? [ Maybe it's because she doesn't know him yet, he thinks soberly. ] It's Lighter. What about you?