[ sometimes, for whatever reason, people mistake harrow's abrasive exterior for a person in need of getting through to. she can't imagine why, when everything about her reeks of someone who does not wish to be bothered, ever, except for in the rare and brief moments where she actively has need of another living soul. ideally, that would be never, but some things regrettably require a beating heart.
she has half a mind to ignore the man who has seen fit to attempt conversation, she even goes as far as to nudge the plate in front of her across, but then several details become apparent to her all at once. namely the ring, and the utter absence of trace to it that could only mean lyctorhood. and then (because of course she was going to delve deeper after that), the signature weaved all through him.
what a strange man. ]
Please, my pleasure. [ as much as she hates it, harrow is very good at swallowing bitterness in order to snip out platitudes -- it's by no means an approximation of friendliness, she's never got that one down, but she's at least worked her way back from actively hostile. she would even try a tight smile, but the gesture would be lost behind the veil anyway, so she doesn't matter. she does, however, take an awful long look at that ring.
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she has half a mind to ignore the man who has seen fit to attempt conversation, she even goes as far as to nudge the plate in front of her across, but then several details become apparent to her all at once. namely the ring, and the utter absence of trace to it that could only mean lyctorhood. and then (because of course she was going to delve deeper after that), the signature weaved all through him.
what a strange man. ]
Please, my pleasure. [ as much as she hates it, harrow is very good at swallowing bitterness in order to snip out platitudes -- it's by no means an approximation of friendliness, she's never got that one down, but she's at least worked her way back from actively hostile. she would even try a tight smile, but the gesture would be lost behind the veil anyway, so she doesn't matter. she does, however, take an awful long look at that ring.
fascinating. ]
Who are you, exactly?