( CAN I GET A UHHHHH : mr l. )
So he was right. That was a relief. If he had to go through one more door, he’d probably have given up and gone back to Nastasia, whining at the top of his lungs that this castle was just too confusing for him to go through on his own. But she didn’t deceive him, like he initially thought, and he could finally stop walking for a while.
“Heh.” Truth be told, if Nastasia hadn’t told him his name, he wouldn’t even be able to fulfill the guy’s request. Quite the hypocrite he’d be there, right? But, thankfully, Nastasia was kind enough to help him out here, even though said name did sound a little ridiculous. Maybe it wasn’t even his full name, like she made it sound, and she just got the initial from his hat and went with that as a name. He’d have to ask her about that later. “Well, I guess it makes sense, not to know who I am. Nastasia’s still runnin’ around out there.” He did want to introduce himself, either way, so this was working out in his favor. “Didn’t wanna upset the lady if I started walkin’ around without introducing myself, y’know?”
“– But the name’s Mr. L!” and with the swift toss of his cap into his hand, he lowered it to his chest for a quick bow. “The Green Thunder, if there must be formalities.” Eyes shifted upward in an attempt to meet the gaze of the man he was trying to impress, but couldn’t keep such an angle for very long before a headache threatened to form. To avoid it, he ended his gesture and stood back up straight, readjusting his cap back on his head. “Er… At your service.”
———— if anything, bleck can say with certainty that this minion was not meek. which would be both a liability, but also a strength in ... very ... specific ... situations. ...he’ll just have to see what this one’s savvies are.
———— as his head tilts in processing the other’s ... well, everything, he keeps that level smile on his face, trying not to betray the mild bewilderment that he hopes wasn’t obvious on his expression. attempting to stay unbiased from the short interaction, however expressive it was, he blinks, before opting to speak, breaking the odd silence that followed the man in green’s “ er ... at your service. “
“ ———— and you are up to speed on everything, yes ? ” he asks finally, trying to seem amicable. he breathes in ( though its not visible save for the gentle raising of his shoulders ) and looks down at the other once more.
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