Much like how the rest of this conversation has gone, Fiddleford's got a bad feeling that asking what the hell Bill means by that is not going to provide an answer that he likes, so while it is obvious that he's bothered by the comment, he tries not to react to it.]
"Bill Cipher" is what he told me... [There's a pause, before he adds, a touch defiantly.] I would have expected a more terrifyin' name for a so-called demon, honestly speakin'.
[But despite the attempt at a jab here, there's a noticeable twitch to the way he holds himself here, unable to really stand completely still. As if his legs are anticipating for if and when he'll need to start running away from here at a moment's notice.]
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Much like how the rest of this conversation has gone, Fiddleford's got a bad feeling that asking what the hell Bill means by that is not going to provide an answer that he likes, so while it is obvious that he's bothered by the comment, he tries not to react to it.]
"Bill Cipher" is what he told me... [There's a pause, before he adds, a touch defiantly.] I would have expected a more terrifyin' name for a so-called demon, honestly speakin'.
[But despite the attempt at a jab here, there's a noticeable twitch to the way he holds himself here, unable to really stand completely still. As if his legs are anticipating for if and when he'll need to start running away from here at a moment's notice.]