[ His gaze remains elsewhere, but he’s listening, ears perked up intently. They twitch at her question, and he glances over first before turning his head back. Actual power. He knows exactly what she means, but he can’t bring himself to agree as readily as she admits it out loud. Still, he manages to give Shoka a quiet nod before looking back down at his bowl, as if trying to hide from her reaction.
Her follow up does make him wince slightly, though. ] What do you mean? Did... did they say something, too? [ Being part of everybody else, he has to imagine he isn’t the only one asking about her form. ]
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Her follow up does make him wince slightly, though. ] What do you mean? Did... did they say something, too? [ Being part of everybody else, he has to imagine he isn’t the only one asking about her form. ]