[Irritatingly tidy is just the fastidious nature of Henry seeping through, evident even when he was younger. It's a space, now, that's tied up with some very complicated feelings, and he tends to keep away from his own room in his domain — for what reason would he have to be here, anyway? In a mausoleum of years long passed?
Moreover, though, he gives Eddie a dubious and slightly affronted look as the young man simply steps into his room uninvited. Leaving him holding a stack of records that don't even belong to him, at that. At least take them from him!!!]
I don't read comics anymore, Eddie.
[Its an automatic response. It hardly needs to be said. It's dismissive. Instead, he holds out the records.]
Why are your things invading my space? How did you even get here? Take your records already.
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Moreover, though, he gives Eddie a dubious and slightly affronted look as the young man simply steps into his room uninvited. Leaving him holding a stack of records that don't even belong to him, at that. At least take them from him!!!]
I don't read comics anymore, Eddie.
[Its an automatic response. It hardly needs to be said. It's dismissive. Instead, he holds out the records.]
Why are your things invading my space? How did you even get here? Take your records already.