Nearly overjoyed to see the Prince, he almost succeeded at keeping a neutral face and tone, responding with a casual "Well, I hope it was a good impression."
"So! What's going on?", he asked, clasping his hands together in front of himself.
The prince assumes an attitude of equivalent casualness - even flicking his long black hair over his shoulder with one hand, as if he were talking to an old friend. Never mind that he is nearly a foot taller than Zell, indeterminately older, and that his cool eyes flash with humor that is a little too sharp to be kind.
"One wonders. Are you glad to see your friends again?"
From the couch, Bones grumbles and drinks from his goblet. He doesn't look entirely displeased to see the newcomers, though.
"Yea! Well, i barely know them, but we're all in the same boat, so...", he trailed off, the joy in his tone unmistakeable. Feeling much less threatened, he allowed himself to smile and looked around the room.
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"So! What's going on?", he asked, clasping his hands together in front of himself.
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"One wonders. Are you glad to see your friends again?"
From the couch, Bones grumbles and drinks from his goblet. He doesn't look entirely displeased to see the newcomers, though.
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Yep, looks like we're all here I think!