[ Ren... Jeff remembers him. He'd liked Ren, he remembers, though it's hard to feel anything but a faint impression of that now, like aftershocks from another life. He snickers. ]
Perfect impression. It's like he never left.
[ And Aelwyn's right, of course. Big incidents would only land him on their radar again, which isn't great for his own self preservation. No, better to keep on doing what he's doing: pick a few targets, keep it subtle, and quietly feed on the fear buffet of his new friends and acquaintances around town.
But... Ready to fight them yet. There's a sentiment that gets his eyes lighting up, bright with interest. Yet. A smile lingers on his lips. ]
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Perfect impression. It's like he never left.
[ And Aelwyn's right, of course. Big incidents would only land him on their radar again, which isn't great for his own self preservation. No, better to keep on doing what he's doing: pick a few targets, keep it subtle, and quietly feed on the fear buffet of his new friends and acquaintances around town.
But... Ready to fight them yet. There's a sentiment that gets his eyes lighting up, bright with interest. Yet. A smile lingers on his lips. ]
For you? I'm listening.