Thane was just turning to leave, his steps slow and deliberate, as if he had all the time in the world.
His posture was relaxed, almost careless, with his shoulders slightly slouched and his hands tucked loosely into his pockets.
it was his face that stood out the most, the same bored, superior expression that he always wore.
His eyes, half-lidded and distant, barely seemed to acknowledge the people around him, as if they weren't worth his attention.
His lips were pressed into a thin, indifferent line, not quite a smirk but close enough to suggest he found everything around him unimpressive.
But if you looked closely, if you focused past the mask of apathy, you would see it, the slight amusement that flickered in his eyes as he watched Gon.
It was subtle, barely there, but unmistakable.
Lord Thane. Gon said, his voice steady but respectful as he greeted him.
