[There is a distinct smashing of buttons from big, armored fingers. It causes the video feed to snap on. Alistair can be heard mumbling to himself, barely audible.]
What sort of---?
[He stops, mid sentence... Alistair stares at himself in the video reflection for a second, raising a hand to sweep a few stray hairs into place. He shrugs and begins
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