[Alas, if spooder!Henry had brows, he'd be quirking one now. As he hangs from his silk, however, lowering inches at a time, the sound of something quizzical exists in his (slightly more high-pitched than normal) tone, at least. So, it's Akechi; it certainly sounds like him.]
Either I speak crow, or you speak spider.
[Or neither, and it's just the hotel's nonsense at play again. Funnily enough, Henry doesn't mind this particular incident, even if it's inconvenient in a fair few amount of ways.
He's noted, however, the lack of usual tension in Crowkechi's voice, and he wonders if it has anything to do with their dynamic -- now very much lopsided in the physical sense.]
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Either I speak crow, or you speak spider.
[Or neither, and it's just the hotel's nonsense at play again. Funnily enough, Henry doesn't mind this particular incident, even if it's inconvenient in a fair few amount of ways.
He's noted, however, the lack of usual tension in Crowkechi's voice, and he wonders if it has anything to do with their dynamic -- now very much lopsided in the physical sense.]
Have you figured out how to fly yet?