"..........Your aura. Your sins........"
He’s utterly bemused, either give him some new interesting information, or stare in silence.

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"..........Your aura. Your sins........"
He’s utterly bemused, either give him some new interesting information, or stare in silence.
She stops and her crimson hues stare at him.
He doesn’t particularly care, people watching him hold no effect on his state of mind, therefore he’ll lean against the closest solid structure, and ignore the stare.
A small, pale girl walks by.
A confused Langdon is there to skeptically watch her pass.
"There seem to be a lot of new faces around here lately," she murmured, hearing footsteps. Integra looked up and surveyed her company, setting the smoldering butt of her cigarette in the ashtray. She did not smile, but spread her hands in acknowledgement, to signal permission to enter. "You don't look like applicants. To what do I owe the pleasure?"