[ As William looks down at her on the floor, quite a few things are different about him. His glasses are gone, and rather than vibrant yellow-green eyes behind them, an almost iridescent violet pair glare down at her. Somehow, despite the cold look that remains on his face, there's a luminosity to his skin that almost brightens the dreary room as he steps over Grell to enter.
He'd already seen the state her body was in while he watched her, but the flat was another matter. A stench that can only be associate with death lingers in the air - something he didn't miss in the slightest. He scrunches up his nose, moving his glare from her, to survey the room. ]
You've been living with a corpse? I honestly hope you didn't take the woman's life just for a place to stay.
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He'd already seen the state her body was in while he watched her, but the flat was another matter. A stench that can only be associate with death lingers in the air - something he didn't miss in the slightest. He scrunches up his nose, moving his glare from her, to survey the room. ]
You've been living with a corpse? I honestly hope you didn't take the woman's life just for a place to stay.