[He watches him for a second, and then peels off his gloves. There's no danger that he'll bother Bariyan- the gloves are worn only for the benefit of the living.
For as much as he is a kind man, he would rather not inflict himself of someone when he could take precautions against it. The coat, the gloves, everything is a barrier less to keep the living out and more to keep the chill that surrounded him from reaching them.
It was an illusion, some odd ploy to make them forget that he wasn't alive. And it wasn't honest, but it was better this way.
He didn't need that right now. He could relax, a little.
don't look at me in that tone of voice
[He watches him for a second, and then peels off his gloves. There's no danger that he'll bother Bariyan- the gloves are worn only for the benefit of the living.
For as much as he is a kind man, he would rather not inflict himself of someone when he could take precautions against it. The coat, the gloves, everything is a barrier less to keep the living out and more to keep the chill that surrounded him from reaching them.
It was an illusion, some odd ploy to make them forget that he wasn't alive. And it wasn't honest, but it was better this way.
He didn't need that right now. He could relax, a little.
A nod, and he takes a drink.]
How are you?