He presses a thumb into the heel of his own palm, feeling through for anything his eyes might have missed before he folds his hands together before his feet.
“Theory number two is that we’ve been targeted by some overarching illusion or mind-altering enchantment. I’m just not sure why anyone with that kind of power would bother with the two of us.”
However long he’s been here, Richard has evidently used 100% of that time to compose a bulleted list of what the fuck. Something else occurs to him, and he adds, evenly:
no subject
He presses a thumb into the heel of his own palm, feeling through for anything his eyes might have missed before he folds his hands together before his feet.
“Theory number two is that we’ve been targeted by some overarching illusion or mind-altering enchantment. I’m just not sure why anyone with that kind of power would bother with the two of us.”
However long he’s been here, Richard has evidently used 100% of that time to compose a bulleted list of what the fuck. Something else occurs to him, and he adds, evenly:
“No offense.”