[ The greeting took V faintly by surprise. He isn't someone that people were generally glad to see (unless he was there to report a job well done, of course), and his ugly mug hardly was the type to garner such flowery language. V was still shaken enough by being here that he was perhaps a little prone to being ill-tempered, but the chaser he'd eagerly accepted in his tea had evened his poor attitude out and made him a more inclined toward amusement. ]
Gotta say that's a new compliment. Been told I'm not much'f a looker in the past.
[ His left eyebrow was a little quirked as he spoke, a faint smile pushing through his usual level self control. It might be easy to understand why he may have been told this in the past: his eyes were clearly synthetic with what looked more like a calibration pattern printed on his eyes, and EMP threading across his face and throat. ]
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Gotta say that's a new compliment. Been told I'm not much'f a looker in the past.
[ His left eyebrow was a little quirked as he spoke, a faint smile pushing through his usual level self control. It might be easy to understand why he may have been told this in the past: his eyes were clearly synthetic with what looked more like a calibration pattern printed on his eyes, and EMP threading across his face and throat. ]