Video- 002
[Have a crooked shot of an extremely happy Break. A little pale and worn, maybe-- being dead is difficult no matter how many times you've done it-- but the strain is hardly visible through the wide grin. He's no longer in the formalwear he arrived in, instead wearing a new coat that's rather out of line with the current fashion or any other fashion, for that matter. It's a few sizes too big and he has his hands buried deep in the big floppy sleeves.]
Good morning, Avon!
[He waves the sleeves, sending extra fabric flying every which way. This goes on longer than is really necessary. ]
I hope you're all well today, etcetera etcetera, but can anyone tell me what day it is? Ah, and are the tailors in the northern district are still alive? I believe I owe them a tip. This is excellent craftsmanship.
[Why yes, he is cuddling his sleeves. ]
And... what has happened here? I seem to have slept for longer than I meant to.
Good morning, Avon!
[He waves the sleeves, sending extra fabric flying every which way. This goes on longer than is really necessary. ]
I hope you're all well today, etcetera etcetera, but can anyone tell me what day it is? Ah, and are the tailors in the northern district are still alive? I believe I owe them a tip. This is excellent craftsmanship.
[Why yes, he is cuddling his sleeves. ]
And... what has happened here? I seem to have slept for longer than I meant to.