Hah , uhm — I'm a trainer , yeah . A pretty damn good one , if I do say so myself .
〔 He leaned on the nearest wall , arms now folded nearly over his chest . 〕
What's your name .ᐣ
《No need to apologize, it's a reasonable assumption.》
[Not from a magazine huh. His head tilts as he thinks.]
《You have an aura around you. Like you're pretty strong or something like that. Wasn't sure if you were a trainer or if it was something else.》
Oh .ᐟ My apologies , I'd assumed too hastily . That's my bad .
〔 He bowed his head to exentuate his apology . 〕
I've never been in a magazine . Though , I have the face for it .
〔 Snickered the trainer , a brow quirking shortly after . 〕
Why do you ask .ᐣ
《I can hear, actually.》
[Indeed easy to correct. And definitely not the first time he's made the correction. He looks still pretty neutral at least.]
《I just have damaged vocal chords. You can speak out loud if you want to.》
Huh .ᐣ
〔 Eyes tracked each motion , like words illustrated before his very eyes . Before anything else , he wanted to be certain . So he raised his hands to create a response . 〕
「 Can you read lips .ᐣ 」
〔 Of course , he didn't know that the stranger ━━
[Being addressed allows the intensity of his stare to die down as he looks over at the explorer. There's a nod from him, though a slight tilt to his head. Still trying to pin down the vibe he was getting. His hands begin moving.]
《Have you been in like magazines or something?》
@pallidwhelk I did all the trainin' , those folk only contact me for emergencies nowadays .
〔 Soon enough , he'd found his styler . And if how confidently he tossed aside his bag and coat were any indicator , he certainly remembered how to use it . 〕
En garde .ᐟ