[ His eyes end up squinting at the distance though it's really in reaction to White's words which don't really tell him anything as far as strange shit, though he supposes he could be referring to the City's constant state of being. That'd be accurate.
Abruptly he drops the hand at his neck to his side again though, shaking his head, slipping the curl of his fingers back into his pocket. ]
What? No. It's nothing.
[ A bit cold if he was to be truthful, but that's not really why his hand was fidgeting there. He can't shake the nerves, which if anything only serves to annoy him more, but he doesn't much show it except for a blink of his eyes and the suggestion of a frown to his mouth. ]
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[ His eyes end up squinting at the distance though it's really in reaction to White's words which don't really tell him anything as far as strange shit, though he supposes he could be referring to the City's constant state of being. That'd be accurate.
Abruptly he drops the hand at his neck to his side again though, shaking his head, slipping the curl of his fingers back into his pocket. ]
What? No. It's nothing.
[ A bit cold if he was to be truthful, but that's not really why his hand was fidgeting there. He can't shake the nerves, which if anything only serves to annoy him more, but he doesn't much show it except for a blink of his eyes and the suggestion of a frown to his mouth. ]