Re: [Study: Atticus/Aiden]
[It obviously worked for Atticus, he was pulling it off quite nicely. Meanwhile Aiden felt sort of out of character in the Pashtun garb.] Not blending in right now. [So far nobody had tried to shoot him for being a terrorist, so he counted that as a win. He watched the seer settle, then get more animated again. Someone was interested in Aiden’s mundane abilities and he chose to entertain it, putting his hand on the desk, palm up, next to the bottle of alcohol.] I bleed. You can actually touch me, it won’t harm you. [In fact he’d feel the same as a normal human, maybe slightly cooler, which without the use of an actual thermometer wasn’t noticeable at all. He healed, again slower, so there were small cuts in various states of healing.] I died, but now I’m not quite dead yet. [As Atticus relationship, it was complicated.] [It was quite endearing, the man was trying to teach the old dog new tricks. Socializing reapers, it was probably unheard of and drew the faintest of smiles onto his face, a barely there twitch of his mouth.] I see it more in the deceased, they mourn what could have been while the ones left behind grieve for what they had. [And on that note, noting the glance at his ring.] Don’t be certain, be bold instead?