[The eyes shift as the lashes lower further, gleam just a little bluer.] Perhaps, indeed. Luceti does have a habit of bringing people together. [Flattery, sir? Isn't that an interesting shift.]
[Law looks up from the black haori, expression mild, as he takes in what you're wearing. White. Pearl and silver. Moonbeam and bone. White is the color of death in some parts of his world, purity in others. He has a guess where on the spectrum you fall.
It hangs on you like armor. Mm. Ready to face the world, then?]
Aa, it's no trouble. There is nothing but time here. [Such a smile too. And perhaps even he'd be fooled if he hadn't run into you at the start. That is one good thing about the arrival process; it lays bare the true nature of the beast, if only briefly.] Thank you. [Law's smile is more moonlight than sunshine. Gentler, subtler, yet with a certain quality of radiance.]
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[Law looks up from the black haori, expression mild, as he takes in what you're wearing. White. Pearl and silver. Moonbeam and bone. White is the color of death in some parts of his world, purity in others. He has a guess where on the spectrum you fall.
It hangs on you like armor. Mm. Ready to face the world, then?]
Aa, it's no trouble. There is nothing but time here. [Such a smile too. And perhaps even he'd be fooled if he hadn't run into you at the start. That is one good thing about the arrival process; it lays bare the true nature of the beast, if only briefly.] Thank you. [Law's smile is more moonlight than sunshine. Gentler, subtler, yet with a certain quality of radiance.]