[ Ah. Well, so much for not being seen, though it seems like Solomon escapes this particular fate. Given that this is his memory, it makes sense.
Kurapika edges himself out of the shadows, but he thinks approaching the desk right now would be the wrong move, so he largely stays put as he sinks down onto his knees to seem less imposing. His frame may be relatively slight and his height just a little below average, but he knows his serious face offsets all of that. So, Kurapika tries to make his expression somewhat less severe, though whether he's successful or not in that remains to be seen. ]
I won't hurt you.
[ His voice is low, hushed so that those outside don't hear him, but it carries nevertheless in the stillness of the room. ]
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Kurapika edges himself out of the shadows, but he thinks approaching the desk right now would be the wrong move, so he largely stays put as he sinks down onto his knees to seem less imposing. His frame may be relatively slight and his height just a little below average, but he knows his serious face offsets all of that. So, Kurapika tries to make his expression somewhat less severe, though whether he's successful or not in that remains to be seen. ]
I won't hurt you.
[ His voice is low, hushed so that those outside don't hear him, but it carries nevertheless in the stillness of the room. ]