Stein sensed an unfamiliar human soul approaching before Birkin rounded the corner, but he recognized him well enough from his pictures to know who he was almost before he opened his mouth.
He smiled and gladly took Birkin's hand, shaking it with a firm grip. His fingers were calloused, and not just from using a scalpel. While he was wearing a lab coat that hid much of his figure, his clothing didn't fully hide a well-developed set of muscles. Nor did it hide the neatly-stitched scar on his face.
"I'm Stein," he agreed cheerfully. "And it wasn't tough at all. One kid warned me about you, and I turned down Jack's offer, but some demon kid gave me a ride."
He pushed his glasses up a little with his finger and gave Birkin a penetrating look that the man could actually feel. It felt like Stein was looking straight through his clothing, though Stein's smile didn't waver.
"Now, you looked like you were in a hurry somewhere."
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Date: 2009-05-18 03:18 am (UTC)He smiled and gladly took Birkin's hand, shaking it with a firm grip. His fingers were calloused, and not just from using a scalpel. While he was wearing a lab coat that hid much of his figure, his clothing didn't fully hide a well-developed set of muscles. Nor did it hide the neatly-stitched scar on his face.
"I'm Stein," he agreed cheerfully. "And it wasn't tough at all. One kid warned me about you, and I turned down Jack's offer, but some demon kid gave me a ride."
He pushed his glasses up a little with his finger and gave Birkin a penetrating look that the man could actually feel. It felt like Stein was looking straight through his clothing, though Stein's smile didn't waver.
"Now, you looked like you were in a hurry somewhere."