[...these responses are all apparently very disappointing to him, judging by the way his expression suddenly begins to fall. he slows his approach somewhat, like someone who is just beginning to realize that the person they'd thought they'd recognized might actually be just a stranger with some eerie similarities.
he doesn't stop entirely, though. he's still ambling closer. and it's becoming clear that his eyes aren't just red in color, they also seem to be seeping blood.]
My eyes?
[absently, he reaches up and... kind of smears the liquid that had been welling there down from the corner of one eye.]
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he doesn't stop entirely, though. he's still ambling closer. and it's becoming clear that his eyes aren't just red in color, they also seem to be seeping blood.]
My eyes?
[absently, he reaches up and... kind of smears the liquid that had been welling there down from the corner of one eye.]
Is this... not yours?