Sinister's voiced a hushed hum as he took a single step forward, approaching Charlie just enough before slowly--almost with the patience of a saint--kneeling down. Despite how often he seemed flamboyant, over the top, even rude or flippant!...in that moment he seemed almost soft. The reds of his eyes low in light as eyelids pressed relaxed against the upper part of the red globes.
" exploring? and what are you exploring, charlie. "
He would give her perhaps enough time to begin her response, voice lulling in a way as he settled a gloved hand over his knee and tilted his head. Expression shifting to a smile, no teeth showing, only a subtle brush upward of the corners of his lips.
" oh, dear, i would much rather you come home! i would absolutely hate to see something happen, something go wrong...and my fault, yes it would be my fault if you were to get into trouble. "
As if. Still, the scientist shook his head, remaining stationary as he looked off to the side.
" it's always safer at home, then i can protect you, and make sure you stay out of dangers that could do so...so much harm. "
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