Yes, it's called sentence structure and stating a clear statement.
[ He allows a slightly bemused expression to cross over his face yet again. There's nothing particularly great about what he said, if anyone were to ask him. It is all just fact and really, his god is the one that should be answering the prayer rather than him, too. ]
Well, it seems like we're agreed.
[ He looks down at the vase that is in his hands as he adjusts how he is standing -- about four or five times. The vase, he feels, should be pure white but he's fine with the designs on it, too. It allows it to look more "friendly" -- he squints as he thinks the word in his head.
And he rolls his shoulder so that Grell can't continue to rest on it. ]
Yes, there she is. [ His head gives a small tilt that says "must we?" because while he has vague memories of elevators, he must say that being in a small space with someone that is stressed out for an untold amount of minutes does not sound appealing to him. ] So we shall. Do you want me to hand her the flowers right away or--?
[ And he cuts himself off as their client comes to stand before them. ] Hello, I am William T. Spears, a shinki. And this is [ Small jerk of his head toward his god. ] Grell Sutcliffe, a god. We are here for your benefit.
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[ He allows a slightly bemused expression to cross over his face yet again. There's nothing particularly great about what he said, if anyone were to ask him. It is all just fact and really, his god is the one that should be answering the prayer rather than him, too. ]
Well, it seems like we're agreed.
[ He looks down at the vase that is in his hands as he adjusts how he is standing -- about four or five times. The vase, he feels, should be pure white but he's fine with the designs on it, too. It allows it to look more "friendly" -- he squints as he thinks the word in his head.
And he rolls his shoulder so that Grell can't continue to rest on it. ]
Yes, there she is. [ His head gives a small tilt that says "must we?" because while he has vague memories of elevators, he must say that being in a small space with someone that is stressed out for an untold amount of minutes does not sound appealing to him. ] So we shall. Do you want me to hand her the flowers right away or--?
[ And he cuts himself off as their client comes to stand before them. ] Hello, I am William T. Spears, a shinki. And this is [ Small jerk of his head toward his god. ] Grell Sutcliffe, a god. We are here for your benefit.