[He's smart, honestly, but it's not going to stop him, just slow him down. Kravitz flips some pages, barely registering what's being said to him as he scans the pages.]
I'm not going to hex you or something.
[But he does find what he wants, and Connor can see his eyes narrow, and then flick from the pages up to him.]
You're undead.
[He says it so plainly, like one might be exasperated because their cat knocked over a glass of water. It's not cruel or angry so much as it is unfathomably tired.]
And twice over. Really? You can't just do that and come back here.
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I'm not going to hex you or something.
[But he does find what he wants, and Connor can see his eyes narrow, and then flick from the pages up to him.]
You're undead.
[He says it so plainly, like one might be exasperated because their cat knocked over a glass of water. It's not cruel or angry so much as it is unfathomably tired.]
And twice over. Really? You can't just do that and come back here.