[Leo's tone is openly incredulous as he watches her circle around the statue once, twice. His head tilts curiously - is she looking for something? - but after a moment his own question seems to catch up to him. A faint, almost wistful look passes across his brow line, softer than anything he's presented thus far.]
Donnie would get a kick out of that.
[It's mostly under his breath. And perhaps a little off-base; his brother isn't enamored with mysticism so much as discovering whether such impossibilities have a scientific base. He fails to elaborate, however, and the spot of nostalgia is pressed out by his usual practicality.]
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[Leo's tone is openly incredulous as he watches her circle around the statue once, twice. His head tilts curiously - is she looking for something? - but after a moment his own question seems to catch up to him. A faint, almost wistful look passes across his brow line, softer than anything he's presented thus far.]
Donnie would get a kick out of that.
[It's mostly under his breath. And perhaps a little off-base; his brother isn't enamored with mysticism so much as discovering whether such impossibilities have a scientific base. He fails to elaborate, however, and the spot of nostalgia is pressed out by his usual practicality.]
Is it safe?