[It's not so sharp as to be a reprimand, not exactly. But there's just enough of an abrupt edge to Luocha's voice that it still marks a shift from his more favored pleasantry. He's paused in the doorway to the living space, returning from the kitchenette, his glance appraising between Caelus and the coffin--expression still fairly genial, but eyebrows slightly arched.
...Less sharp, the edge promptly dulled with a mild humor as Luocha moves further into the room:] I see you're in the habit of investigating just about anything in a new space, now aren't you?
[Luocha's eyes are still trained on where that hand had been extended to the coffin--or is it now withdrawn?]
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[It's not so sharp as to be a reprimand, not exactly. But there's just enough of an abrupt edge to Luocha's voice that it still marks a shift from his more favored pleasantry. He's paused in the doorway to the living space, returning from the kitchenette, his glance appraising between Caelus and the coffin--expression still fairly genial, but eyebrows slightly arched.
...Less sharp, the edge promptly dulled with a mild humor as Luocha moves further into the room:] I see you're in the habit of investigating just about anything in a new space, now aren't you?
[Luocha's eyes are still trained on where that hand had been extended to the coffin--or is it now withdrawn?]