[ Yuri would have fallen into something between the two, he would have argued. But of course he was looking at the manner from a highly skewed perspective. There were plenty of reasons that he wanted to be tough, that he wanted to come across as such. He keeps his hands shoved in his pockets, watching as the other moves subtly, brushing the front cover of the book. Huffing out a breath, he returns to speaking English. ]
Centuries? How does that work? [ The demand in his tone is clear, albeit from James' point of view probably more than a little ridiculous. Yuri didn't seem to have any sense of concern in regards to how he spoke to the other even now. Despite that he had insulted him, yelled at him in a library. It was a wonder the librarian hadn't come over to hush him, really.
More importantly though, the other's words nagged at him. Centuries? Could that really have been possible? Thus far, everyone he'd met had been from- as far as he knew- weird, but at least somewhat modern times and places. ]
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Centuries? How does that work? [ The demand in his tone is clear, albeit from James' point of view probably more than a little ridiculous. Yuri didn't seem to have any sense of concern in regards to how he spoke to the other even now. Despite that he had insulted him, yelled at him in a library. It was a wonder the librarian hadn't come over to hush him, really.
More importantly though, the other's words nagged at him. Centuries? Could that really have been possible? Thus far, everyone he'd met had been from- as far as he knew- weird, but at least somewhat modern times and places. ]