[While she addresses the audience, he watches them, noting their jovial indulgence and interest in this rather mundane little performance the two of them are attempting. Or well, the performance that Ciri is attempting. Chishiya hasn’t done much yet. But it also doesn’t seem to matter. It really is a little strange, isn’t it?
Shifting his gaze from the audience, he glances up at the lights. If the orb is exerting some sort of influence over how those on stage are perceived, then it’s possible that it’s in the lights. Either that or the sound system. He looks at the microphone then, conveniently, just as Ciri addresses him with her question. Fortunately, he’s been half listening so he picks up the cue easily enough.]
Oh, you should return the favor. There’s nothing more entertaining than a little revenge. [He looks at the audience again as he addresses them:] Isn’t that right, everyone?
[And they continue to be into it, cheering, laughing, egging them on. It’s…it’s weird.]
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Shifting his gaze from the audience, he glances up at the lights. If the orb is exerting some sort of influence over how those on stage are perceived, then it’s possible that it’s in the lights. Either that or the sound system. He looks at the microphone then, conveniently, just as Ciri addresses him with her question. Fortunately, he’s been half listening so he picks up the cue easily enough.]
Oh, you should return the favor. There’s nothing more entertaining than a little revenge. [He looks at the audience again as he addresses them:] Isn’t that right, everyone?
[And they continue to be into it, cheering, laughing, egging them on. It’s…it’s weird.]