[She lowers her sunglasses down her nose so she can look out over them with her creepy, dead-looking eyes. The light stings, as it always does when it enters her permanently fully dilated pupils, but it's not bright enough to really burn, and it's worth it, sometimes, to make a point.]
I'm a skeptic, not an idiot. And you still haven't told me who you are, Mr. Myth.
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[She lowers her sunglasses down her nose so she can look out over them with her creepy, dead-looking eyes. The light stings, as it always does when it enters her permanently fully dilated pupils, but it's not bright enough to really burn, and it's worth it, sometimes, to make a point.]
I'm a skeptic, not an idiot. And you still haven't told me who you are, Mr. Myth.