[ Malkus leaned over his napkins protectively, staring over his shoulder with almost frantic distrust in his eyes. Until he realized who it was. It was uh-... Who was this? That lad from before, that was certain. Maybe the doctor was a little hungover.
One thing was certain. ]
I still. Still cannot wrap my mind around how you can see me with that!
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One thing was certain. ]
I still. Still cannot wrap my mind around how you can see me with that!
[ He motioned around his own eyes for emphasis. ]