Fine... [He watches Lambert's hand as it moves...it looks like sign language more than any sort of magician's gestures--
--and that's as far as he gets in analysis before it feels like...everything is static but his attentiveness to Lambert. He looks across slowly from his hand to focus on his face. With Hill, it was like staring from the inside while someone else puppeted his responses. With the Prince, it was long enough to have a growing feeling of confused Wrongness. This is just slow, and calm, and immediate, almost dreamlike. There's a slight furrow to his brows but he sees no reason to refuse. All right.
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--and that's as far as he gets in analysis before it feels like...everything is static but his attentiveness to Lambert. He looks across slowly from his hand to focus on his face. With Hill, it was like staring from the inside while someone else puppeted his responses. With the Prince, it was long enough to have a growing feeling of confused Wrongness. This is just slow, and calm, and immediate, almost dreamlike. There's a slight furrow to his brows but he sees no reason to refuse. All right.
He sits back down in his chair and waits.]