[There's no outward reaction to the sight of those scars, but they've certainly set him wondering. No natural fire could burn hot enough to do that - and he ought to know, he's set enough of them in his long life. He's also wondering when they happened - for what Bakura's admitted would be a perfectly ordinary human body if not for his own presence, to have healed the damage so thoroughly... either the incident happened some time ago, or it's a testament to Bakura's own power.
And then Bakura makes that suggestion, and he can't help but laugh.] I would make a very bad one; I've neither the patience required nor the desire to interact with the masses.
[He doesn't read for pleasure, anyhow, but for understanding. Stories bring home the worries, the fears, the hopes of the people telling them, the essence of the era in which they were written. And if he can learn to understand the times as they change, then he can stave off the stagnation that spells the end for so many vampires.]
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[There's no outward reaction to the sight of those scars, but they've certainly set him wondering. No natural fire could burn hot enough to do that - and he ought to know, he's set enough of them in his long life. He's also wondering when they happened - for what Bakura's admitted would be a perfectly ordinary human body if not for his own presence, to have healed the damage so thoroughly... either the incident happened some time ago, or it's a testament to Bakura's own power.
And then Bakura makes that suggestion, and he can't help but laugh.] I would make a very bad one; I've neither the patience required nor the desire to interact with the masses.
[He doesn't read for pleasure, anyhow, but for understanding. Stories bring home the worries, the fears, the hopes of the people telling them, the essence of the era in which they were written. And if he can learn to understand the times as they change, then he can stave off the stagnation that spells the end for so many vampires.]