[He's a little bit wary, silver eyes following the man's movements, even as his posture stayed relaxed, one hand hanging down his side, the other planted against his hip, expression unchanging. The wings don't really surprise him- He's seen stranger things- has stranger things living within his own mind even.
Even if his Personae kind of object to being called weird.]
I don't have anything to gain from lying to you. [His voice is even as he says this, sincere, though quiet. Acting rashly here or appearing nervous just seems like a bad idea.]
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Even if his Personae kind of object to being called weird.]
I don't have anything to gain from lying to you. [His voice is even as he says this, sincere, though quiet. Acting rashly here or appearing nervous just seems like a bad idea.]