[Tony has experienced a great many peculiar things in his forty-odd years of life. He's flown in a man-shaped tin can. He's fallen in love. He's carried a nuclear bomb through a hole in the fabric of space, and fought a veritable Norse god and survived.
But he's never grasped an invisible ear that started yelling vulgarities at him. Possibly at the situation, rather than he himself. One sympathizes. It's a very strange situation, and Tony is (remarkably, problematically) good at not taking things personally.]
Hey. Quick question-- [smithing-callused fingers pinched around Vrenille's earlobe grind together. Not with strenuous force, not really trying to hurt him, just trying to figure out what it is he really has ahold of here.] Why do you feel cartliginous? Theories welcome.
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But he's never grasped an invisible ear that started yelling vulgarities at him. Possibly at the situation, rather than he himself. One sympathizes. It's a very strange situation, and Tony is (remarkably, problematically) good at not taking things personally.]
Hey. Quick question-- [smithing-callused fingers pinched around Vrenille's earlobe grind together. Not with strenuous force, not really trying to hurt him, just trying to figure out what it is he really has ahold of here.] Why do you feel cartliginous? Theories welcome.