"Oh, geez, I... I didn't even take a peek, I swear," Bruno was already prepared to apologize for a slight he hasn't even committed, as far as Wrathion seems concerned. He brings a hand up to grip part of his upper arm, idly fiddling with the drape of green cloth that covers it, nervous fidgeting at best.
"It's just, well, I guess if this is a dream, it doesn't really matter, right? Soooo, yeah, the thing is I have this gift of prophecy? The whole family kinda gets these. Magic gifts. Aaaand that's mine? Meaning, yeah, I say a lot of weird stuff pretty often."
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"Oh, geez, I... I didn't even take a peek, I swear," Bruno was already prepared to apologize for a slight he hasn't even committed, as far as Wrathion seems concerned. He brings a hand up to grip part of his upper arm, idly fiddling with the drape of green cloth that covers it, nervous fidgeting at best.
"It's just, well, I guess if this is a dream, it doesn't really matter, right? Soooo, yeah, the thing is I have this gift of prophecy? The whole family kinda gets these. Magic gifts. Aaaand that's mine? Meaning, yeah, I say a lot of weird stuff pretty often."