[Rufus’ lips quirk, amused in a way that reveals he isn’t affected by Alec’s impatience. The man’s overly cautious; he believes observing how strangers behave in his presence often reveal the kind of person they are. Alec, he thinks, is the sort who has a reason to hide his face, even within the safety of Rufus’ home.
Well. “Safe” is relative, maybe.]
Are you going to remove your hood? I won’t do business with someone hiding their face.
[Rufus lets out a shrill whistle between his teeth, and Darkstar stands, turns, and makes its way next to one of the windows to lie down. Maybe that’ll put the other’s nerves at ease.]
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Well. “Safe” is relative, maybe.]
Are you going to remove your hood? I won’t do business with someone hiding their face.
[Rufus lets out a shrill whistle between his teeth, and Darkstar stands, turns, and makes its way next to one of the windows to lie down. Maybe that’ll put the other’s nerves at ease.]