( honir is, indeed, amiable. to a fault, really. he's also not at all versed in the implications of a still tail, nor would he be all that worried if he were.
when approached, his eyes first turn amicably to the speaker, then drop to the prominent lettering (what he can see of it, anyway) and his face falls distinctly. ) Ah. You've got them, too. ( his lips curl at the edges, a sorrowful and sympathetic sort of smile. )
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when approached, his eyes first turn amicably to the speaker, then drop to the prominent lettering (what he can see of it, anyway) and his face falls distinctly. ) Ah. You've got them, too. ( his lips curl at the edges, a sorrowful and sympathetic sort of smile. )