[ A quiet inquiry that stems from curiosity, not of the subject matter but of the figure in front of him. He's reminded of Aizawa, tall but less imposing somehow. He tries to pinpoint it until he latches on to that description. An alchemist. A power of born of the mind instead of the body. Or was it both? He doesn't know. He's never met an alchemist. ]
Is that what they call the powers in your world?
[ When the conversation moves to cats and other delights, his thoughts grow less focused. ]
Gray. [ He tests out the name, forgetting all about alchemists while he tries to picture a black coat and -- ] What color are her eyes?
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[ A quiet inquiry that stems from curiosity, not of the subject matter but of the figure in front of him. He's reminded of Aizawa, tall but less imposing somehow. He tries to pinpoint it until he latches on to that description. An alchemist. A power of born of the mind instead of the body. Or was it both? He doesn't know. He's never met an alchemist. ]
Is that what they call the powers in your world?
[ When the conversation moves to cats and other delights, his thoughts grow less focused. ]
Gray. [ He tests out the name, forgetting all about alchemists while he tries to picture a black coat and -- ] What color are her eyes?