I'd be glad to take the role of the psychological modern Prometheus.
[His expression shifts ever so slightly, and his shadow--looking like tumbling shifting geometric shapes at this point--shifts around completely from where it was falling before. Directly in front of him, with the light source being from the window he's also facing...]
Call it the result of an alliance with someone who has been there with me even when I was alone in the house.
Or, in a word, shenanigans.
[Did his voice just turn even more hollow on that "house"?]
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[His expression shifts ever so slightly, and his shadow--looking like tumbling shifting geometric shapes at this point--shifts around completely from where it was falling before. Directly in front of him, with the light source being from the window he's also facing...]
Call it the result of an alliance with someone who has been there with me even when I was alone in the house.
Or, in a word, shenanigans.
[Did his voice just turn even more hollow on that "house"?]