[ In the quiet, Tim has a lot of time to think. This whole place is so fucking weird and he never gives himself enough rope on that score. It's weird, and most of the people here are from worlds so far removed from his own that he can't even begin to comprehend it. Maybe having similar comprehension issues with the world that he now lives in is what's keeping him from just dissolving entirely – it's like a barrier, somehow, keeping him from a complete mental breakdown.
So by the time the food is ready, Tim's... not exactly clear-headed on things, but significantly less unsteady. He has another sip of his wine, which tastes fine, actually, it's nothing special but he can stomach it, and turns around to lean against the counter. Sitting down at the table seems presumptuous, somehow.
He's not terrible at interrogating people. That's not to say he wants this to be an interrogation, but it's how he feels comfortable. If Klaus is going to blindside him, on purpose or otherwise, then he doesn't want to just roll over to that. ]
Okay. You said everythin' you are is because of magic. What are you?
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Date: 2020-02-07 05:50 am (UTC)So by the time the food is ready, Tim's... not exactly clear-headed on things, but significantly less unsteady. He has another sip of his wine, which tastes fine, actually, it's nothing special but he can stomach it, and turns around to lean against the counter. Sitting down at the table seems presumptuous, somehow.
He's not terrible at interrogating people. That's not to say he wants this to be an interrogation, but it's how he feels comfortable. If Klaus is going to blindside him, on purpose or otherwise, then he doesn't want to just roll over to that. ]
Okay. You said everythin' you are is because of magic. What are you?