[They don't take their eyes from him for a moment, but they've begun to laugh. It pitches upward, a thin, vaguely amused coil of noise. Maybe he finds it unsettling. Maybe he's heard it all before, too many times to count, too many times to even blink.]
[But he needn't worry. The laughter is, after all, as genuine as is possible for a creature like them.]
What sort of bonehead indeed? A perceptive question, I'm sure.
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[They don't take their eyes from him for a moment, but they've begun to laugh. It pitches upward, a thin, vaguely amused coil of noise. Maybe he finds it unsettling. Maybe he's heard it all before, too many times to count, too many times to even blink.]
[But he needn't worry. The laughter is, after all, as genuine as is possible for a creature like them.]
What sort of bonehead indeed? A perceptive question, I'm sure.
[A pity it came too late.]