[At first, Bigby thinks he's crossed paths with just another Felldenian. The guy looks, talks, and dresses like any other native to this world; soldier is the first thing that comes to mind.
But then Bigby notices the constellation tattoo, inked in dark purple, that marks him as an Otherworlder. That in itself is notably more interesting, but not as much as the guy's attitude. From his experience, warrior types usually fall within one of two categories: boisterous, loud and obnoxious; and moody, ill-tempered, and cold. This guy looks like like he could be the first, but then he had to go and be thoughtful.
Bigby shrugs easily, reaching for the door. He'll take thoughtful any day of the week, forever and ever.]
It's okay. You're going my way anyway, and honestly... [He pushes the door open and holds it.] Between you and me, a measure sounds pretty good right about now.
[He isn't smiling, but his voice gives the impression that he is anyway.]
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But then Bigby notices the constellation tattoo, inked in dark purple, that marks him as an Otherworlder. That in itself is notably more interesting, but not as much as the guy's attitude. From his experience, warrior types usually fall within one of two categories: boisterous, loud and obnoxious; and moody, ill-tempered, and cold. This guy looks like like he could be the first, but then he had to go and be thoughtful.
Bigby shrugs easily, reaching for the door. He'll take thoughtful any day of the week, forever and ever.]
It's okay. You're going my way anyway, and honestly... [He pushes the door open and holds it.] Between you and me, a measure sounds pretty good right about now.
[He isn't smiling, but his voice gives the impression that he is anyway.]