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He was balancing on toes now, chin extended forward from his neck as he tried to get closer without getting closer, and studying the mask and eye.
His questions and curiosity clearly not sated.

[i]”What color are things through it? Can you take it out? Who is going to get it if you die? Do you have any children or brothers and sisters?”[/i]

The final sounds of the commotion around him falling to a silence seemingly reminds him of himself and he settles back into a proper posture and clasps his hands behind his back. 
“[i]Can I get you anything to eat or perhaps another drink? Anything, anything at all.[/i]” he says as that proud smile finds its way back on his face but fails to remove the sparkling intrigue from his eyes.