[his voice is chiding at the taking of that name in vain, but gently so, nothing truly aggressive about it. he approaches all the more, arms crossed over his chest to keep out the chill, and... speaking of god. damn, does he like the way robert looks with that smirk on his face.
he turns his gaze toward where he thinks the supposed light was. or the glowing thing. whichever it was.]
😏
[his voice is chiding at the taking of that name in vain, but gently so, nothing truly aggressive about it. he approaches all the more, arms crossed over his chest to keep out the chill, and... speaking of god. damn, does he like the way robert looks with that smirk on his face.
he turns his gaze toward where he thinks the supposed light was. or the glowing thing. whichever it was.]
Huh. I don't see anything.