[Now that the initial shock of seeing her has worn off, Gilles is—radiating. Although not light. It's more like shadows that he's giving off. They flicker outward from him, their quick, chaotic motion bearing no relation to anything in the surrounding environment. Although here and there, a few gleams of actual illumination shine through. It's an odd effect overall, accompanied by a crackle in the air, like electricity.
It's not clear exactly what he's feeling, but it's apparently something strong. The ground is starting to vibrate beneath his feet. He's having a little trouble processing this.]
But I've always been dramatic! You know that!
[Admittedly, he used to be less dramatic, but that was a long time ago.]
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[Now that the initial shock of seeing her has worn off, Gilles is—radiating. Although not light. It's more like shadows that he's giving off. They flicker outward from him, their quick, chaotic motion bearing no relation to anything in the surrounding environment. Although here and there, a few gleams of actual illumination shine through. It's an odd effect overall, accompanied by a crackle in the air, like electricity.
It's not clear exactly what he's feeling, but it's apparently something strong. The ground is starting to vibrate beneath his feet. He's having a little trouble processing this.]
But I've always been dramatic! You know that!
[Admittedly, he used to be less dramatic, but that was a long time ago.]
Jeanne...?