Brainiac walked to their room with calmness that belied the fact he was eager for dinner and just as eager for what would likely happen after. No rushing here, he walked at his normal pace, with that implacable, often infuriating, calm.
Taking his time.
He left the door open just a little bit longer than was absolutely necessary for someone walking through a door alone.
Then he started to look through his wardrobe, slowly, with his usual fastidiousness. Maybe a little slower than he usually would have. He didn't have that many clothes that were good for dressing up but having a versatile wardrobe had seemed a good plan given the shard missions.
"Hmm. I like the cut on this one but I'm not sure the color and my skin tone would convey the attributes that could be properly categorized as 'ravishing.'"
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Taking his time.
He left the door open just a little bit longer than was absolutely necessary for someone walking through a door alone.
Then he started to look through his wardrobe, slowly, with his usual fastidiousness. Maybe a little slower than he usually would have. He didn't have that many clothes that were good for dressing up but having a versatile wardrobe had seemed a good plan given the shard missions.
"Hmm. I like the cut on this one but I'm not sure the color and my skin tone would convey the attributes that could be properly categorized as 'ravishing.'"