The casual delivery means it takes Cayde a second to process what this guy just told him, and he has replied before it hits. It's just so given, like starting trash fires to find exits to buildings is something you do.
He's rounding that corner and opening his mouth for the wait, what? when he gets caught upside the head with the question.
"No." He's more bewildered than offended, really. That takes longer. Should he be offended? It's such a new stupid question to be asked that he has to decide, and he decides that yes.
"What do I look like?" he blurts, posture opening up and gesturing at himself in an echo.
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The casual delivery means it takes Cayde a second to process what this guy just told him, and he has replied before it hits. It's just so given, like starting trash fires to find exits to buildings is something you do.
He's rounding that corner and opening his mouth for the wait, what? when he gets caught upside the head with the question.
"No." He's more bewildered than offended, really. That takes longer. Should he be offended? It's such a new stupid question to be asked that he has to decide, and he decides that yes.
"What do I look like?" he blurts, posture opening up and gesturing at himself in an echo.