[Unconsciously, his hand drifts up to where the very tip of his ear should be. Instead, it alights on empty air, and he has to remind himself to draw his hand inward. There's a faint, vaguely noteworthy point to his ears, but otherwise they are painfully short.
His hearing, of course, has suffered as well. Though perhaps that's just the incessant music in the background.]
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[Unconsciously, his hand drifts up to where the very tip of his ear should be. Instead, it alights on empty air, and he has to remind himself to draw his hand inward. There's a faint, vaguely noteworthy point to his ears, but otherwise they are painfully short.
His hearing, of course, has suffered as well. Though perhaps that's just the incessant music in the background.]
I hail from a star called Hydaelyn. And yourself?