[The light catches his shoulder as he tries to fade back into the shadows, and it's odd, isn't it, the way his entire form is made up of shadow except for the part the light touches? That looks real, solid, like a human being -- a human being in a particularly garish button-down shirt, as a matter of fact. She may have the sense of the shadow form freezing, turning towards her, although the face is completely indistinguishable.]
What I want is none of your concern.
[It's not at all like his normal voice, but then, he doesn't particularly remember being a normal human, either.]
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What I want is none of your concern.
[It's not at all like his normal voice, but then, he doesn't particularly remember being a normal human, either.]