[ Reggie's eyebrows and nose scrunch slightly in a frown, but it's only brief and mostly reactionary-- because he can't help but wonder: ]
Why are there three of you? Is there really that big of a demand for beetle-themed role models?
[ He's both asking Jaime and just thinking aloud, crossing his arms as he waits for the mildly chaotic child element to be removed. Not that Reggie minds kids, really, but it's hard not to find the clamor distracting-- though it gives him the opportunity to look Blue Beetle over in an assessing kind of way, brow furrowing again as Reggie reaches the conclusion that yes, this costume and general aesthetic are just sort of creepy.
Reggie looks from the offered hand back up to Blue Beetle's face, not uncrossing his arms. ]
Yeah, that's me. [ He tilts his head to get a better look. ] Can you really fly?
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Why are there three of you? Is there really that big of a demand for beetle-themed role models?
[ He's both asking Jaime and just thinking aloud, crossing his arms as he waits for the mildly chaotic child element to be removed. Not that Reggie minds kids, really, but it's hard not to find the clamor distracting-- though it gives him the opportunity to look Blue Beetle over in an assessing kind of way, brow furrowing again as Reggie reaches the conclusion that yes, this costume and general aesthetic are just sort of creepy.
Reggie looks from the offered hand back up to Blue Beetle's face, not uncrossing his arms. ]
Yeah, that's me. [ He tilts his head to get a better look. ] Can you really fly?