[He tosses the taller man one of his knifey grins, the kind that's all angles and doesn't, in all honesty, have all that much in common with a regular smile. The sort that leaves it all rather up in the air in regard to his intentions-- is he attempting to be friendly, or is he considering how it'd feel to bury those sharp-edged teeth of his in your throat?]
I was created in a lab, you realise. You could say I'm accustomed to being observed.
[He's never been his own boss. Likely never will be.]
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I was created in a lab, you realise. You could say I'm accustomed to being observed.
[He's never been his own boss. Likely never will be.]