[wow, there's... something off about this guy. it's not his demeanor, or what he's said, or the delightful yellowy color his presence paints her mind; something just... doesn't feel right. it makes her uneasy. Terezi reaches up to pinch her nose, frowning. a fluke, maybe?]
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[wow, there's... something off about this guy. it's not his demeanor, or what he's said, or the delightful yellowy color his presence paints her mind; something just... doesn't feel right. it makes her uneasy. Terezi reaches up to pinch her nose, frowning. a fluke, maybe?]