[That, perhaps, is what Zenyatta finds most intriguing of all about this conversation; Reaper's presence is less a shadow than it is a pool of water, of undefinable depths, in which he finds himself glimpsing some strange, gleaming something beneath the dark. Weird fishes, resistant to prying eyes.
It makes him ravenously curious, above all else.]
As you wish. You are living alone at the moment, correct?
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It makes him ravenously curious, above all else.]
As you wish. You are living alone at the moment, correct?