He stood facing the window, taking in the mid-day Opal sun, as he listened. And considered.
He'd watched him grow, both in power, and maturity through the years. But this? This was almost unheard of for what they were, for who they were
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He steps from the shadow, distinctly not in costume. This is Todd, not Obsidian.
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He faces him fully, giving his cane a tap that signals Smudge to bring forth a bottle of wine. "Not too early for a taste, is it? This news that you're bringing me requires a looser tongue than I've at the moment."
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Todd accepts a glass, thanking Smudge as he does. He never did not feel weird about being served like this.
"So, what's on your mind?"
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"That. Explain it."
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