[his eyes are quick, more so than his generally lazy demeanor would seemingly suggest. He's watching her expression, every detail of it, tucking away notes. Noticing her apparent lack of fear, lack of expressiveness--lack of several 'normal' things he'd expect to find, actually]
You're new. [obvious, but he's musing to himself] This is the Tower. You're in Accord.
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You're new. [obvious, but he's musing to himself] This is the Tower. You're in Accord.