[He keeps his tone light, but unlike other occasions, it is not a feint before throwing a figurative punch to Helios’ gut.]
Now… if you will excuse me. [Offering a neat little bow - and peering up at the man through his lashes before straightening -, he then parts ways without being so polite as to await more of an answer. He has lingered long enough. Turning on his heel, he intends to make his way home on foot. A change of appearance mid-way there is in order.]
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[He keeps his tone light, but unlike other occasions, it is not a feint before throwing a figurative punch to Helios’ gut.]
Now… if you will excuse me. [Offering a neat little bow - and peering up at the man through his lashes before straightening -, he then parts ways without being so polite as to await more of an answer. He has lingered long enough. Turning on his heel, he intends to make his way home on foot. A change of appearance mid-way there is in order.]