[He doesn't break the distance, letting Temenos decide the boundary, keeping the stem twirling between his fingers.
His face stays carefully neutral when the cleric starts to talk, not responding. There's no agreement, no request - he'd had something planned, had Temenos not bothered to talk. But if the man needed to speak his mind first... Beel will give him the space.
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His face stays carefully neutral when the cleric starts to talk, not responding. There's no agreement, no request - he'd had something planned, had Temenos not bothered to talk. But if the man needed to speak his mind first... Beel will give him the space.
He's listening.]