If only it was, we could find the minotaur within it! Though, ah, on second thought, I think I'd rather not...
[ Those words are spoken brightly before the enthusiasm tapers off at the end, without elaboration. Perhaps Akechi is the sort to be able to catch the implication, though - in the end the minotaur is a villain to be slayed, after all. It doesn't stop him from shaking his head and perking up soon after, regaining his attempts at humor and lightening the mood, ]
Actually, I might seem old to you, but I would imagine that I'm only about seven or eight years older, so I'm hardly in a position to judge... You'll forgive me for saying it, but it's actually a relief for me to run into somebody younger than I am.
[ Perfect posture, a confident stride, fitted clothes and all those other little signs of someone born into wealth... The only oddity about him is his eyes; white pupils, but not quite like those with leukocoria - it's a pure white, with no visual disorder coming from it, making it that much more unsettling to some who meet him. Still, his expression is at odds at that, warm and unassuming, the little laugh he offers just a little bit sheepish for his own childish notions, ]
Oh, but I should introduce myself, shouldn't I? I am Sou Hiyori! It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.
[ He moves from subject to subject swiftly, without a care, a regular extrovert. Hiyori is an actor, fake, playing a role, but he can do so because he has no real identity.... But if there was thing genuine about him, it is that he enjoys these interactions, whoever it is, but perhaps most of all when he finds somebody close to him in some way, and he loves those who are odd and rejected most of all, and he knows just enough to sense that, so what he says is a kind of truth. ]
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[ Those words are spoken brightly before the enthusiasm tapers off at the end, without elaboration. Perhaps Akechi is the sort to be able to catch the implication, though - in the end the minotaur is a villain to be slayed, after all. It doesn't stop him from shaking his head and perking up soon after, regaining his attempts at humor and lightening the mood, ]
Actually, I might seem old to you, but I would imagine that I'm only about seven or eight years older, so I'm hardly in a position to judge... You'll forgive me for saying it, but it's actually a relief for me to run into somebody younger than I am.
[ Perfect posture, a confident stride, fitted clothes and all those other little signs of someone born into wealth... The only oddity about him is his eyes; white pupils, but not quite like those with leukocoria - it's a pure white, with no visual disorder coming from it, making it that much more unsettling to some who meet him. Still, his expression is at odds at that, warm and unassuming, the little laugh he offers just a little bit sheepish for his own childish notions, ]
Oh, but I should introduce myself, shouldn't I? I am Sou Hiyori! It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.
[ He moves from subject to subject swiftly, without a care, a regular extrovert. Hiyori is an actor, fake, playing a role, but he can do so because he has no real identity.... But if there was thing genuine about him, it is that he enjoys these interactions, whoever it is, but perhaps most of all when he finds somebody close to him in some way, and he loves those who are odd and rejected most of all, and he knows just enough to sense that, so what he says is a kind of truth. ]