[ Which is his only response. Matchboxes sound right. He hears bugs scurrying sometimes. Ah, it reminds him of the hell that he was plunged into before he became a Sinner. Yet he doesn't laugh. Once was enough.
Ah, yes. He remembers laughing long and hard at his circumstances back then. But now, they're just unfortunate, random mishaps. He'll get out and live well. He'll reward those that help him and -- ah, he went over that before. No good, no good. His thoughts are getting into a loop.
Levy sits up and lightly smacks himself on the side of the head. Like hitting any machine to get it to work right. ]
Sure! I'm more than happy to help.
[ With the same hand that hit himself, he takes the mirror. His eyes widen as soon as he looks at the mirror. A twisted version of himself stares back; one that's smiling wide and eyes filled with hunger, with bloodlust, with excitement. His eyebrows lift as he chuckles to himself. ]
Wow, it's like a funhouse mirror. A really wiggy face it's giving me.
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[ Which is his only response. Matchboxes sound right. He hears bugs scurrying sometimes. Ah, it reminds him of the hell that he was plunged into before he became a Sinner. Yet he doesn't laugh. Once was enough.
Ah, yes. He remembers laughing long and hard at his circumstances back then. But now, they're just unfortunate, random mishaps. He'll get out and live well. He'll reward those that help him and -- ah, he went over that before. No good, no good. His thoughts are getting into a loop.
Levy sits up and lightly smacks himself on the side of the head. Like hitting any machine to get it to work right. ]
Sure! I'm more than happy to help.
[ With the same hand that hit himself, he takes the mirror. His eyes widen as soon as he looks at the mirror. A twisted version of himself stares back; one that's smiling wide and eyes filled with hunger, with bloodlust, with excitement. His eyebrows lift as he chuckles to himself. ]
Wow, it's like a funhouse mirror. A really wiggy face it's giving me.