That perfect camouflage can be a double-edged sword. Case in point: this exact situation.
The little monster lets out something between a grunt and a shrill, indignant note, skittering to the side of the hall with his back arched like a cat. He no longer has his weird, awful Homunculus eyes, so they thankfully do not turn into two balefully glowing ORBS as they're directed back at Henry.
He does, however, say "That's okay."
But it's in that kind of ominous Wrath way where you can't really tell if it's actually okay or not.
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Wrath is perfectly camouflaged in the darkness.
That perfect camouflage can be a double-edged sword. Case in point: this exact situation.
The little monster lets out something between a grunt and a shrill, indignant note, skittering to the side of the hall with his back arched like a cat. He no longer has his weird, awful Homunculus eyes, so they thankfully do not turn into two balefully glowing ORBS as they're directed back at Henry.
He does, however, say "That's okay."
But it's in that kind of ominous Wrath way where you can't really tell if it's actually okay or not.