[He looks placid on the outside. Barely a wave of emotion mars his surface. And yet, there are things that lurk in its depths, dark things, things that do not exist to cause harm, but could, at any moment, show their teeth...]
[He doesn't move, just stands there, repeating his little smoke trick. The smoke billows in the air, the smell of tobacco quite pungent.]
When did I...when did I change? [He seems to muse that to himself.] Several months ago. Four...maybe five? I've been here for quite a while...
JUNE INTRO - THREAD WITH NYNAEVE
[Royce Bracket is like the sea.]
[He looks placid on the outside. Barely a wave of emotion mars his surface. And yet, there are things that lurk in its depths, dark things, things that do not exist to cause harm, but could, at any moment, show their teeth...]
[He doesn't move, just stands there, repeating his little smoke trick. The smoke billows in the air, the smell of tobacco quite pungent.]
When did I...when did I change? [He seems to muse that to himself.] Several months ago. Four...maybe five? I've been here for quite a while...