"Oh. Good. An alternate universe. You know your High Guard career isn't complete until you have a ridiculous story involving errors in physics to tell." He feigned enthusiasm (as enthusiastic as he ever allowed his even tone to be).
But there was something, harder, about Dylan. On one hand it was appealing in a very relatable way; somehow his friend's optimism had annoyed him like a sibling's long tolerated gibbering would annoy anyone. But there was also something about it, something nearly Nietzschean (something that he taught him without realizing it) that set him on edge.
But Gaheris had always been an expert at schooling his expression. It was a matter of survival. He also always had a knack for being painfully blunt and obvious at the same time.
"Something's different. Not your hair." The matter of fact way he said that last sentence would have been funny if the situation weren't what it was.
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But there was something, harder, about Dylan. On one hand it was appealing in a very relatable way; somehow his friend's optimism had annoyed him like a sibling's long tolerated gibbering would annoy anyone. But there was also something about it, something nearly Nietzschean (something that he taught him without realizing it) that set him on edge.
But Gaheris had always been an expert at schooling his expression. It was a matter of survival. He also always had a knack for being painfully blunt and obvious at the same time.
"Something's different. Not your hair." The matter of fact way he said that last sentence would have been funny if the situation weren't what it was.