[ Arenvald still can't wrap his head around the fact that this man is a machine. Sure, being magically kidnapped into another world he can handle, but this is a bit much for him.
Ultimately, he decides it's not his problem. This fellow hasn't tried to hurt him, or worse, which is what he expects a magitek creation to do, so there shouldn't be an issue here. Besides, Arenvald knows all too well what it's like to be judged without being given a fair shake first.
His eyes flick down to the series of letters and numbers on the front of Connor's jacket. ]
no subject
Ultimately, he decides it's not his problem. This fellow hasn't tried to hurt him, or worse, which is what he expects a magitek creation to do, so there shouldn't be an issue here. Besides, Arenvald knows all too well what it's like to be judged without being given a fair shake first.
His eyes flick down to the series of letters and numbers on the front of Connor's jacket. ]
Don't tell me that's your name.