（ something about that really creeps denmark out, and he takes a half step back. it's not the stare—denmark's kind of immune to it—but the searching. he looks the same as ever, anyway—but then on close examination, he doesn't quite. his clothes are simple enough, but nothing he has in discedo. his hair—self cut for a year now—is tidier, although still in its usual messy style. and if denmark was to take off his shirt, he'd be missing some very important scars. ）
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The hell ya talkin' about?