[ Well, at least some things never change. It's not like most could ever tell when Childermass was mocking them or not. ]
Then I am mistaken.
[ Yes, Strange, he knows mirrors don't speak. He's also not forgetting about the tea, as he'll help himself to his own cup and lean against the counter to watch him go about, flashing his magic little mirror at this and that. It's only when Strange aims it anywhere in his own direction that Childermass will give him a foreboding look.
He likes to think he falls under the net of 'don't bother your coworkers', although there is definitely something magical about him -- or, more like, one or two magical items on him that certainly don't blend in. ]
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Then I am mistaken.
[ Yes, Strange, he knows mirrors don't speak. He's also not forgetting about the tea, as he'll help himself to his own cup and lean against the counter to watch him go about, flashing his magic little mirror at this and that. It's only when Strange aims it anywhere in his own direction that Childermass will give him a foreboding look.
He likes to think he falls under the net of 'don't bother your coworkers', although there is definitely something magical about him -- or, more like, one or two magical items on him that certainly don't blend in. ]