['This is about you, not me.' That flies about as well as when Helena tried it, and he's a lot less inclined to be nice about it than with her. The happiness in those memories has turned sour, infected by association.]
Isn't it? You've got the arrogance for it...
[He might actually have an answer to 'why not this or that name?' It suits him, doesn't it? He'll take this as a neutral result. His losses got cut. That smile's anything but reassuring, but it's also a known factor; something to unnerve, it's basis having to be reasoned out without taking it into account because of that.]
What, you think someone put them there?
[He's skeptical, even as the idea of investigation leads to determining agency in his mind. Things have shown up without trace before, in a room he knows was locked with no sign of anything touched or moved. It's the sort of thing custom-tailored to plug into his paranoia, but when it comes to things that can only be from his home world... who would know to make them? He's keeping one spot of awareness fixed on the claw.]
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Isn't it? You've got the arrogance for it...
[He might actually have an answer to 'why not this or that name?' It suits him, doesn't it? He'll take this as a neutral result. His losses got cut. That smile's anything but reassuring, but it's also a known factor; something to unnerve, it's basis having to be reasoned out without taking it into account because of that.]
What, you think someone put them there?
[He's skeptical, even as the idea of investigation leads to determining agency in his mind. Things have shown up without trace before, in a room he knows was locked with no sign of anything touched or moved. It's the sort of thing custom-tailored to plug into his paranoia, but when it comes to things that can only be from his home world... who would know to make them? He's keeping one spot of awareness fixed on the claw.]