[ The cock of that mask says Vanadi might be studying him. Or he could be looking off at something else — it's difficult to say. He's still for a few seconds before he shifts, pulling off the mask with a gentle, metallic click. He settles it on one of his knees, idly rubs at the long ears, unfurling from their pinion under the mask, and smiles at nothing in particular. ]
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It would have been enough.