[A moment is pretty much the best way to describe it. Crow seems to be wrapped up in his own little world at first, eyes boring holes into the floor until he sees James approach, the tips of his boots coming into view as he looks up.
Red eyes meet his, and they're full of a mixture of fear and confusion.
Never a good thing to have.]
You...
[Yes, Crow, it's a person.]
Heh, you probably don't hear it...
[The voices, that is. Because they've been hammering at his head the moment he's set foot in here.]
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Red eyes meet his, and they're full of a mixture of fear and confusion.
Never a good thing to have.]
You...
[Yes, Crow, it's a person.]
Heh, you probably don't hear it...
[The voices, that is. Because they've been hammering at his head the moment he's set foot in here.]