[ Waver's eyes widen a fraction in recognition. For a few moments, he stares, searching for familiarity in the other man's changed form. The flicker of fear doesn't have anything to do with judgement of Julian or what he's become, though; it's fear for himself, the striking reality of how much and how quickly someone can be transformed into a beast barely reminiscent of the human they'd been.
He's seen plenty of native Monsters, of course, but there's something so viscerally jarring seeing Julian right now: Waver only remembers him as he'd been months ago when they'd met briefly, and having not seen him since the transformation is all the more startling.
Waver's grip is a little weak when they shake hands, but he doesn't flinch away. Julian isn't frightening to him. This world is. ]
I-- ahah... [ his awkward laugh is more noise to fill the discomfort in the wake of Julian's own sheepish smile than anything else. Waver rests his elbows back on the countertop, looking suddenly out of his depth. ]
Right. No, I remember now. I just didn't expect--
[ Then again, who had? Waver's own canine features have been relatively subtle so far, in comparison, but he looks different too. His ears betray him as always, flicking anxiously. ]
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[ Waver's eyes widen a fraction in recognition. For a few moments, he stares, searching for familiarity in the other man's changed form. The flicker of fear doesn't have anything to do with judgement of Julian or what he's become, though; it's fear for himself, the striking reality of how much and how quickly someone can be transformed into a beast barely reminiscent of the human they'd been.
He's seen plenty of native Monsters, of course, but there's something so viscerally jarring seeing Julian right now: Waver only remembers him as he'd been months ago when they'd met briefly, and having not seen him since the transformation is all the more startling.
Waver's grip is a little weak when they shake hands, but he doesn't flinch away. Julian isn't frightening to him. This world is. ]
I-- ahah... [ his awkward laugh is more noise to fill the discomfort in the wake of Julian's own sheepish smile than anything else. Waver rests his elbows back on the countertop, looking suddenly out of his depth. ]
Right. No, I remember now. I just didn't expect--
[ Then again, who had? Waver's own canine features have been relatively subtle so far, in comparison, but he looks different too. His ears betray him as always, flicking anxiously. ]
Sorry. I'm being rude.
It's good to see you again.