[ Another soft smile, politely bashful about it. He's well aware of the impact he has on mortals. Like the bright colors of the pitcher plant, it serves a purpose. ]
Armand.
[ Iggy's name echoes in his own mind, like the strange memories of the statue gallery. As if he knew it before being told. After a moment, he gestures at the hay maze and the paths ahead of them. ]
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Armand.
[ Iggy's name echoes in his own mind, like the strange memories of the statue gallery. As if he knew it before being told. After a moment, he gestures at the hay maze and the paths ahead of them. ]
Take a walk with me, Iggy?