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"Holy craparoni, you alright, uh...?"

The detective trailed off lamely as the manic-eyed Amphorean looked for all the world like a deranged serial killer who hadn't exactly been motivated by guilt to turn himself as the elation of his slaughter slowly trickled away. Which would be Ashveil's initial impression, were he not a raging otaku who didn't know who the man before him was. After all, who would he be if he didn't possess a copy of As I've Written that he'd read cover to cover, maybe more than once? A special edition that came replete with illustrations and appendixes that he could pick out from a crowd. And that definitely included the eccentric professor in his own right, even if Ashveil was baffled as to the chain of circumstances that led to this impromptu meeting with a literal celebrity.

Well, he needed to test the professor's lucidity one way or another, so...