[ Though he's not used to worms mist. A third of his life in space, and yet. Not that he's fussed. It's strange, but he did converse with a hedgehog today.
No point to being evasive. He doesn't even mean to be, really. But it's another beat before he yields. ]
The latter.
[ Then, less to be demonstrative and more to see if he can't keep it up while holding a minimal conversation, he focuses, projecting the illusion once more. Blinding sun, hot skin, a circle of blue. ]
no subject
[ Though he's not used to worms mist. A third of his life in space, and yet. Not that he's fussed. It's strange, but he did converse with a hedgehog today.
No point to being evasive. He doesn't even mean to be, really. But it's another beat before he yields. ]
The latter.
[ Then, less to be demonstrative and more to see if he can't keep it up while holding a minimal conversation, he focuses, projecting the illusion once more. Blinding sun, hot skin, a circle of blue. ]