Unchanging…

The genius research of the LCB grew warmer with other sinners. His wings were slowly sprouting as he began to be more expressive… at least trying to be. With all of his intelligence, he still give quite awkward responses in an attempt to be more friendly. But when he is truly comfortable and open, his tendency to ramble becomes apparent, whether its philosophy or research. Such is his poetic nature, his apathy melts.

“… Ah, I apologize. How may I help you?”