ㅤ an old friend. ( if you could call him that. ) emerald gaze dances over octavius, taking in every wrinkle, every feature that may have changed with the years. the caution in it's observation should not be mistaken for timidity. there is calculation in his approach. he is trying to find something, see something, to read him.
" you know something. " he speaks without such caution, the statement is pointed, more an accusation thrown at @0cktis , hardly a moment passes before he seems to catch up with himself, corrects himself with friendly smile, though something's changed, it doesn't quite reach his eyes. " planning to share with the class, doc ? "
















