[No, the man who's exiting the vehicle is a far cry from the one she knows, at least appearance-wise. He shuts the door behind him, registering that there's someone nearby who's clearly mistaken him for someone else, soon to correct herself.
Interesting, though. Where he's from, there are so few that could do what he's just done (very rudely), to move a heavy vehicle and crack its glass with just a thought. It earns her a bit of curiosity, even if it's a tangential one.
As always, he offers her, a stranger, a mild grin. A very faintly quirking brow.]
Really? How strange to hear that. I used to think I was unique. [Mostly, anyway.] I don't mean to disappoint you.
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Interesting, though. Where he's from, there are so few that could do what he's just done (very rudely), to move a heavy vehicle and crack its glass with just a thought. It earns her a bit of curiosity, even if it's a tangential one.
As always, he offers her, a stranger, a mild grin. A very faintly quirking brow.]
Really? How strange to hear that. I used to think I was unique. [Mostly, anyway.] I don't mean to disappoint you.