I can understand why you mightn't have bothered with me then, honestly. What with being in the dungeon and all.
[He didn't exactly strike most people as great company, and when he'd been constantly scratching and probably looking as nervous and wrecked as he felt, it couldn't have been any better.
He stands up, and for all his awkwardness he's not actually a small man: he's close to six feet, including the fluffy curls.]
You too, um. Martin Blackwood, uh-- London, England, but w-we just call that world Earth, I suppose. [The shelf for the book isn't far away, so he quietly puts it back.] You seem like you're settling into all this well?
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[He didn't exactly strike most people as great company, and when he'd been constantly scratching and probably looking as nervous and wrecked as he felt, it couldn't have been any better.
He stands up, and for all his awkwardness he's not actually a small man: he's close to six feet, including the fluffy curls.]
You too, um. Martin Blackwood, uh-- London, England, but w-we just call that world Earth, I suppose. [The shelf for the book isn't far away, so he quietly puts it back.] You seem like you're settling into all this well?