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Armand (vagabond_child) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

Armand, of course, had lived through the nineteenth century, though he kept that information to himself. It would bring up questions, and he hadn't decided yet if he was going to bite the young man. No sense warning him, just in case. So he just smiled and gave a little shrug, as if to say he was used to people being from times ahead of him.

"Venice is beautiful... but, of course, so is Vienna." He shamelessly poked through the other man's thoughts, a slight smile lingering on his full lips as he picked up the direction that they were going in. Family issues, of course, well, that was hardly unusual.

"Yes, I've been to Vienna." He prodded further into the young man's mind, and actually laughed out loud when he found Der Tod there. He'd met him, of course, and found that quite interesting. "Oh, what a nice surprise, that I should meet you. I know your friend."