Still invisible to the minds' eyes of the others, Howard sidles up to the bar and listens to the conversations, smirking slightly as introductions are made. Another one new to the city, he thinks as he re-evaluates Georgia in his mind.
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He understands - more than the others do, at any rate. We don't talk much, and the silence speaks
volumes. (Thanks to Gnomish Wanderer for the Nosferatu avatar! )