[Ben can smell the frailty on the man, and that's what's distracting him when he finds himself on the receiving end of something he never has been before - oh, he knows what winks mean but no one has ever bothered with him before, not that he remembers or has noticed, anyway. He blinks, spine straightening immediately, and then his eyes narrow.
There are only a few empty seats between the transgenic and the Marquis. He hesitates, but then simply raises his voice from where he is.]
[ Spam ]
There are only a few empty seats between the transgenic and the Marquis. He hesitates, but then simply raises his voice from where he is.]
Sir - are you alright?