[ as per the laws of the palace, if ones eyes gaze upon another for too long, it was no different than acting as a request itself. as if it were some unspoken blend of interest. while callisto himself may have no such intentions, it's true that he does genuinely wonder who each individual is beneath the mask. despite this being a mechanic of his own creation in a sense, he didn't quite expect how well it operated.
even now, he can't glean any specific characteristics, not in their voice, their mannerisms, or anything else. perfect anonymity may have left him uncomfortable at home, but within these walls in which he feels he's built up his own tiny empire, he feels no such innate apprehension.
so he reaches out, taking the stranger's hand perfectly into his own before drawing closer. ]
A game? You really have no sense for danger. [ it's not actually (dangerous), but the ease of a threat leaving his tongue felt far more natural than anything else. though, he does seem to even it out with a: ] But, sure. What should be the rules and wager to this game of yours be?
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even now, he can't glean any specific characteristics, not in their voice, their mannerisms, or anything else. perfect anonymity may have left him uncomfortable at home, but within these walls in which he feels he's built up his own tiny empire, he feels no such innate apprehension.
so he reaches out, taking the stranger's hand perfectly into his own before drawing closer. ]
A game? You really have no sense for danger. [ it's not actually (dangerous), but the ease of a threat leaving his tongue felt far more natural than anything else. though, he does seem to even it out with a: ] But, sure. What should be the rules and wager to this game of yours be?