[It's mostly the face and a bit of the ticking and then more of the ticking leading back to the face. Look, he has a fabulous fashion sense, too, you don't even know, but subtlety keeps his nose from not getting broken all the time.]
I stroke it in appreciation sometimes.
[He might have said more, but instead he just shrugs as Jim changes the subject and crouches down, that Bartemius Crouch, to pull at the floorboard and discover...
...socks. Neatly folded and colour coordinated no less.]
Ah. There they are.
[He gets up again, trying to gather the air of someone who hasn't just found his socks hidden under a floorboard.]
Let's stop looking before we find my underwear.
[Asgard's secrets no one wants to know Nr. 102: Barty Crouch jr goes commando.]
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I stroke it in appreciation sometimes.
[He might have said more, but instead he just shrugs as Jim changes the subject and crouches down, that Bartemius Crouch, to pull at the floorboard and discover...
...socks. Neatly folded and colour coordinated no less.]
Ah. There they are.
[He gets up again, trying to gather the air of someone who hasn't just found his socks hidden under a floorboard.]
Let's stop looking before we find my underwear.
[Asgard's secrets no one wants to know Nr. 102: Barty Crouch jr goes commando.]