He would prefer not to be nursing a chest cold over his birthday, as poor health simply grinds in the thought of how old he truly is. Just in the last week he was in a minor shoot-out with some drug dealers, however, and certainly he's come out of that and every other move against crime the past month with relative success. It is some small consolation, to still be hard at work, at an age he never expected to attain.
Carefully, he lifts his gaze to meet hers, and gives a mild nod. "You're welcome. I have no need for more things, and it seemed a fitting celebration to send out a few gifts instead. I'm just lucky Green hasn't tried to throw me a party." He gives a mild grimace at the idea. It was suggested, of course, but he's never liked social gatherings. Like all things that bother him on some emotional level, The Shadow prefers to mark this event as he chooses, then swiftly move on to his latest work. Myra's reaction, quiet as it is, pleases him more than any gushing over his longevity ever could.
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Date: 2015-01-12 03:17 am (UTC)Carefully, he lifts his gaze to meet hers, and gives a mild nod. "You're welcome. I have no need for more things, and it seemed a fitting celebration to send out a few gifts instead. I'm just lucky Green hasn't tried to throw me a party." He gives a mild grimace at the idea. It was suggested, of course, but he's never liked social gatherings. Like all things that bother him on some emotional level, The Shadow prefers to mark this event as he chooses, then swiftly move on to his latest work. Myra's reaction, quiet as it is, pleases him more than any gushing over his longevity ever could.