[Gordon is about to say that Shen shouldn't worry but... shouldn't he? His face falls into a puzzled look. Confirmed competition or not, should he actually see her like that?]
[...No, forget "should." "Should" doesn't even matter right now, dammit. DID he, was the question. This blonde fox-girl with yellow eyes, 900 years old and counting and capable of powers he can't even understand yet, with a kind heart and a mind like a mirrored labyrinth.
[He gains a small sheepish half-smile of his own.] ...I can't blame you either. She's, she's just... she's a mystery to me. A beautiful mystery...
[He ends his reverie with a cough and a drink of his coffee.] But, that doesn't change the fact that she's a different species.
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[...No, forget "should." "Should" doesn't even matter right now, dammit. DID he, was the question. This blonde fox-girl with yellow eyes, 900 years old and counting and capable of powers he can't even understand yet, with a kind heart and a mind like a mirrored labyrinth.
[He gains a small sheepish half-smile of his own.] ...I can't blame you either. She's, she's just... she's a mystery to me. A beautiful mystery...
[He ends his reverie with a cough and a drink of his coffee.] But, that doesn't change the fact that she's a different species.