.....
-Maybe he could read a book!-
-....He doesn't have any books....-
-Whole thing just seems like a lot of wasted effort, really. There's nothing in this room.....-
-much like the rest of his life.-
.....
-Graham huffs, and stands up, walking out of his room and back into the upstairs hallway to find some god damn books and a god damn bookshelf for his god damn empty room.-
(Whirls around in his chair to face Lune.)
Valerian Valescu, Ministry of Commerce. Would you like, mmmmmy card?
(Produces a business card from his coat pocket.)
(Whirls back around to face Hal. His smile is a bit smug, his eyes are... hard to read those fucking eyes... kinda wild...)
Mm. My pardons, you were poking in my office. I must ensure your activities are within acceptable parameters.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019You coulda just... asked? Or, you know, not done that?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?... Halcyon Tarvok.
-He gets to his feet-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-He frowns, clearly not thrilled by Valerian one bit, stepping aside-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I'm what we call a turian. Our hobbies include snooping into rooms, and not getting pulverised by nutjob humans crashing into us.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Man, call yourself what you want, but where I'm from, you're called a human.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?…
(Those eyes narrow at Hal.)
...mm. Similarities, perhaps, present to the outside observer. One, however, should not confuse us for, mmmmmthem. Different, now, very different.
(Perks up when he hears Lune, quickly swiveling around to look at the picture.)
…
...Mm. I have never met that girl. Is she the only other Helghast present? Have you heard anything about a Deputy Director Rasvak at all?
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Hal realises this guy is sorta very incredibly a tiny bit psychotic-
Uh...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?(Has since had fuckin' Doc Ock-esque robo-arms extend from behind him, which now type on the myriad other keyboards lining the desk. Slouches back in his chair a bit.)
Mm, I would detail the precise differences, but I am a civil servant, not an anatomist. One should trust the word of a foreign culture on its own dealings. I trust that you are an, mmmmturian as you have said.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019... Yeah. Yeah, that's what I am.
-Steps a little closer, just kinda eyeing those arms, suspiciously-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Oh hey, you're new, call me Ha— augh!
-Bashed into, knocked flat-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?