[At the sound of that voice behind him, Kristoph turns. He gives no sign to show that he recognizes Daryan, although he most definitely does.
There's nothing radiating from him at first, emotionally speaking, but a faint chill.]
I certainly don't. Chewing gum is a disgusting habit.
[His gaze flickers over Daryan, noting the cause of his distress, and an odd feeling glimmers behind his glasses. Something like understanding. He'd hate getting gum in his hair. A lot. He's not used to this experience of empathy, and especially not with Daryan as the cause. The ground under his feet suddenly shifts. It feels a little less stable.]
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There's nothing radiating from him at first, emotionally speaking, but a faint chill.]
I certainly don't. Chewing gum is a disgusting habit.
[His gaze flickers over Daryan, noting the cause of his distress, and an odd feeling glimmers behind his glasses. Something like understanding. He'd hate getting gum in his hair. A lot. He's not used to this experience of empathy, and especially not with Daryan as the cause. The ground under his feet suddenly shifts. It feels a little less stable.]