[Prior at first takes this as someone with medical concern (miraculously revived or not, his shitty eyesight remains true), offering a quick smile and small fluttering bow, vamping-]
Why thank you. It's an act I perform eight times a week.
[And then his eyes narrow a little, as Jim gets closer and fuzzy eyesight meets fuzzy memory. A friend? Ah.]
Although, I had the strangest dream. And you were there...
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Why thank you. It's an act I perform eight times a week.
[And then his eyes narrow a little, as Jim gets closer and fuzzy eyesight meets fuzzy memory. A friend? Ah.]
Although, I had the strangest dream. And you were there...