[Good morning to you too, then. As if it's a surprise, given their last meeting, that he wouldn't bother. McGillis just looks pissed off, an anger already incited before he'd made eye contact with Jeremiah at all.
His presence may not be welcome, but the initial source of his mood, his emphasis, makes itself clear.]
It certainly is.
[Jeremiah looks to the hull, gleaming where the light catches on the edges. The massive, conical Slash Harkens are tilted inwards, cutting a smaller profile without full room to spread, but even then she looms while his feet are on the ground, full and imposing.
Go on, then. He's not speaking further, and clearly there's some opinions to be had.]
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His presence may not be welcome, but the initial source of his mood, his emphasis, makes itself clear.]
It certainly is.
[Jeremiah looks to the hull, gleaming where the light catches on the edges. The massive, conical Slash Harkens are tilted inwards, cutting a smaller profile without full room to spread, but even then she looms while his feet are on the ground, full and imposing.
Go on, then. He's not speaking further, and clearly there's some opinions to be had.]