Luke Henry is cursed to live for (aneternity) wrote in rooms,
[The suddenness of the laugh makes him jump, and he ends up on the arm of one of the nearby couches.] What the hell? [There isn't anyone in the room with him, no one the voice could belong to, and he can't quite pinpoint where it's coming from. The flickering light makes him think ghost for a split second before he dismisses it as insane; though, in a place like this, is it really?] I'm not training so much as practicing. And, anyway, you're the disembodied voice. Shouldn't I be the one asking questions?