Thedas. Greatwood. Empress. Civil war. Frying pan.
All of it confusing, dangerous, curious, and a 100% stark improvement to the warship of Thanos casting its great shadow on his brother's little voyage.
When she looks to him, he's thinking. It'd be generous to say he is calculating, but his face tends to give off that impression, all cool and sharp thoughts behind sharp bones and cool eyes. His smile is similar. "What's the difference, if you can't tell?" The sort of thing Midgardian magicians say of their tricks, pretending it's magic, except backwards.
"Where do we go from here?"
Like perhaps he has an option, and he's just being polite in pretending he doesn't.
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All of it confusing, dangerous, curious, and a 100% stark improvement to the warship of Thanos casting its great shadow on his brother's little voyage.
When she looks to him, he's thinking. It'd be generous to say he is calculating, but his face tends to give off that impression, all cool and sharp thoughts behind sharp bones and cool eyes. His smile is similar. "What's the difference, if you can't tell?" The sort of thing Midgardian magicians say of their tricks, pretending it's magic, except backwards.
"Where do we go from here?"
Like perhaps he has an option, and he's just being polite in pretending he doesn't.