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"Sure, that's one way of looking at it," Fox says with a smirk, not having expected interesting to being one of the words applied to his situation. "But you're right. It's not as though I wake up one day with it gnawing at me. It's more of a slow burn." And providing he isn't alone without anything and anyone around, he imagines it should never cause much of a problem. But let's not tempt fate. Rounding the corner with Deimos, as it happens they're a couple of broody silencers, because Fox has slipped back into his own thoughts about life pre-Ascended as well. Clearing his throat and conjuring another smile for the other man, he nods. "It has been so far. Helps that people aren't quite as suspicious when they first meet you," he admits, squinting at ruddy light spilling through an opening up ahead. "Are you heading up?" he asks. fox