( there's another one listening as well. leaning against a column, head bowed. there's enough of a frizzy mess of it that it covers the boy's eyes, rims of glasses barely peeking out from below the strands.
his arms are crossed, and most might mistake him for resting his eyes... but to someone more trained, there's the tell-tale signs that he's watching, listening— studying. without the power of his personas to back him up, he would need to rely on the other skills he had developed not only as a phantom thief, but as Medjed defier. )
Mm? ( he looks up, feeling another set of watchful eyes... )
a. im sorry i just wanted to make this dumb joke so badly
his arms are crossed, and most might mistake him for resting his eyes... but to someone more trained, there's the tell-tale signs that he's watching, listening— studying. without the power of his personas to back him up, he would need to rely on the other skills he had developed not only as a phantom thief, but as Medjed defier. )
Mm? ( he looks up, feeling another set of watchful eyes... )