[ Lucius, in contrast doesn't seem to treat the box with any special careโperhaps because he doesn't require it. After all, he is used to possessing hands much larger and far more lethal than these, and with clawed tips besides. ]
Ever the wise one. [ Even if he's no longer looking at its wrapping, now. Lucius' eyes have drifted toward the ceiling as he holds the box beside one large, sensitive feline ear and gives it a gentle shake. ] Well, then, let's see what you've brought to me, little scholar.
[ He turns the box over in his hands, taking one last look at its cute and pristine wrapping. Then, he decides the suspense has lasted long enough, and he brings a claw to the paper. Lucius slices the ribbons with the same efficiency he might a man's throat, a single motion leaving every one of them sheared in half and a line torn through the paper underneath. Tucking his finger beneath the seam he's made, he peels the wrapping back from the box beneath. ]
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Ever the wise one. [ Even if he's no longer looking at its wrapping, now. Lucius' eyes have drifted toward the ceiling as he holds the box beside one large, sensitive feline ear and gives it a gentle shake. ] Well, then, let's see what you've brought to me, little scholar.
[ He turns the box over in his hands, taking one last look at its cute and pristine wrapping. Then, he decides the suspense has lasted long enough, and he brings a claw to the paper. Lucius slices the ribbons with the same efficiency he might a man's throat, a single motion leaving every one of them sheared in half and a line torn through the paper underneath. Tucking his finger beneath the seam he's made, he peels the wrapping back from the box beneath. ]