[ Richard, who was less confused but not so much that he knew what was going on, picked at the shoulder of the striped shirt with disgust. His lip even curled a little in disapproval for the change of clothes. Without his customary costuming, he looked downright normal. They could have even been early, very early, trick-or-treaters. ]
Yes, yes, do remember that it's the Shade. [ His normally only slight inflection if an accent thickening a little but in impatience and a lack of control. He looked back at Zatanna, only to find a much...well, much younger version of the magician in her place. Shade, who had been to many a show by the late Zatara could remember faintly a face, although it was more like déjà vu at this point. She's spoken the language of magic, though, and he doesn't like the implication that he's...shorter.]
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Yes, yes, do remember that it's the Shade. [ His normally only slight inflection if an accent thickening a little but in impatience and a lack of control. He looked back at Zatanna, only to find a much...well, much younger version of the magician in her place. Shade, who had been to many a show by the late Zatara could remember faintly a face, although it was more like déjà vu at this point. She's spoken the language of magic, though, and he doesn't like the implication that he's...shorter.]
Regardless, I do think there may be a dire issue.