[color=#C2B280][b]Noya[/b][/color]
[i]Meanwhile, subsequently, in a location that could be accurately described as 'somewhere else' // 14:15 Hours[/i]
[hr][color=#C2B280]"..."[/color]

The blond bastard stopped in his tracks, eyes narrowing with frightening focus. Around him, the ambient noises of this forest-themed floor and the footfalls of his comrade were all that could be heard. There were no threats, and all was calm. He brought his hand up to chin. Ahead of him, the man known as Dollmaker stopped and turned to face his adventuring partner.

[b]"Something wrong?"[/b] he asked, a concerned look crossing his face. For a while, there was no response but silence from the younger male. Finally, following a few moments of pensive reflection, Noya answered:

[color=#C2B280]"I can't help but feel that someone, somewhere is making insulting - yet surprisingly accurate - comments about my person."[/color]