[He doesn't even need to ask. As soon as he sees Ven he knows, much to his partial shame and partial amusement, exactly what he's meant to be and he can take a good guess at whose idea it was, too.
Hands in his pockets, he moves silently up to Ven and stands a step behind him for a moment or two before he speaks.]
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Hands in his pockets, he moves silently up to Ven and stands a step behind him for a moment or two before he speaks.]
Scary shit, huh.