[A light gasp breaks from Scott's lips, unbidden and unrestrained, as the slightly unfamiliar feeling of that constant pressure in his head suddenly dissipates and leaving him vulnerable. His first instinct is to pull away, because association with having himself be depowered had never been a good one, but Dazai is already pulling off his shades and--]
...You have brown eyes.
[Maybe he should try harder to take his shades back, but he can't stop his eyes from blinking a few times, just taking in the other man's admittedly handsome features in full color. And of course his eyes are the first thing he noticed. Sure, Dazai depowered him before, but he still kept his glasses on, not willing to remove them in a place he just arrived.
Of course, Scott wouldn't say he's completely relaxed still being in this casino, but. There's something really nice, just seeing everything as it should be, the mutant taking a quick look around the room.]
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...You have brown eyes.
[Maybe he should try harder to take his shades back, but he can't stop his eyes from blinking a few times, just taking in the other man's admittedly handsome features in full color. And of course his eyes are the first thing he noticed. Sure, Dazai depowered him before, but he still kept his glasses on, not willing to remove them in a place he just arrived.
Of course, Scott wouldn't say he's completely relaxed still being in this casino, but. There's something really nice, just seeing everything as it should be, the mutant taking a quick look around the room.]