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_____ "Say where’re you headed off to pretty boy? You can stay here if you’d like or do you have other places to be?" And yet another one calls him pretty boy. If he had a dollar for every damn time someone called him that, he'd be richer than him and his mother's current wealth put together. His brow furrowed at the "endearment" and a frown marred his lips, but he forced himself to relax. Stress was only going to ruin the appearance he made his living out of. He'd had enough of it for the day.
_____ Rezu stepped around her and continued his merry way, trying to avoid bumping into more people. The woman simply fell into step with him. Was she actually following him as per what he said? "Back to my hotel room, where else?" The reply was as dry as they came. "I hate these kinds of... things." A delicate hand waved in gesture towards the crowds that milled about them. "I got dragged here by a friend; no offense to you or your troupe, I just hate noisy places. I'd probably appreciate the show with less people." He adjusted the sleeves of his shirt, rolling them up to the correct height. At some point between arriving and the meeting with the other Titans, they'd come undone.
_____ Don't you think you said too much? He felt rather than heard Thea pace the floor of his conscious, the familiar pace dulling his irritation. After two decades with the Titaness, she'd become a familiar, if not exactly welcome entity in his mind. The internal conversation continued as he smoothed the wrinkles of his shirt, then running his fingers through his hair like it was practiced routine. Did you think those kids would've listened to something more reasonable? He heard the dejection and resigned agreement in Thea. ... No, you're right. They're beyond reason at this point.
_____ When he was done nitpicking with his appearance, he continued. "Don't tell me you actually agreed with the shit I was spewing just earlier?" A well-kept eyebrow raised in question, looking briefly at Adelaide beside him. When he opened his mouth to speak once again, blue-green eyes looked ahead of him, not wanting to cause an accident with his lack of attention. "I don't even remember half what I said. I just know that death is usually a bad thing, and killing as a conscious act rather than as a necessary means of survival is even worse."
_____ Rezu stepped around her and continued his merry way, trying to avoid bumping into more people. The woman simply fell into step with him. Was she actually following him as per what he said? "Back to my hotel room, where else?" The reply was as dry as they came. "I hate these kinds of... things." A delicate hand waved in gesture towards the crowds that milled about them. "I got dragged here by a friend; no offense to you or your troupe, I just hate noisy places. I'd probably appreciate the show with less people." He adjusted the sleeves of his shirt, rolling them up to the correct height. At some point between arriving and the meeting with the other Titans, they'd come undone.
_____ Don't you think you said too much? He felt rather than heard Thea pace the floor of his conscious, the familiar pace dulling his irritation. After two decades with the Titaness, she'd become a familiar, if not exactly welcome entity in his mind. The internal conversation continued as he smoothed the wrinkles of his shirt, then running his fingers through his hair like it was practiced routine. Did you think those kids would've listened to something more reasonable? He heard the dejection and resigned agreement in Thea. ... No, you're right. They're beyond reason at this point.
_____ When he was done nitpicking with his appearance, he continued. "Don't tell me you actually agreed with the shit I was spewing just earlier?" A well-kept eyebrow raised in question, looking briefly at Adelaide beside him. When he opened his mouth to speak once again, blue-green eyes looked ahead of him, not wanting to cause an accident with his lack of attention. "I don't even remember half what I said. I just know that death is usually a bad thing, and killing as a conscious act rather than as a necessary means of survival is even worse."