[Fenris indeed notices the other elf, but he's never been the sociable type even among his own kind, not to mention he can tell when he's being avoided. As such, he leaves him be—
—then their paths literally cross, and he finds himself taken aback some.]
Blending in? [It takes him a moment before he realizes, of course. He snorts.] You may try if you wish. But I'm used to standing out. Let them come for me, if they so please.
[Is this anger talking? Is this really what he thinks? It's hard to tell. He's definitely a stubborn ass.]
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—then their paths literally cross, and he finds himself taken aback some.]
Blending in? [It takes him a moment before he realizes, of course. He snorts.] You may try if you wish. But I'm used to standing out. Let them come for me, if they so please.
[Is this anger talking? Is this really what he thinks? It's hard to tell.
He's definitely a stubborn ass.]