[ As powerful as he once was, Bradley's still just a wizard - easily enticed by the unknown whenever something piques his curiosity - just like a cat, no matter how trivial the actual mystery is. The promise of being shown whatever was under the cloth was too good to pass, so he crosses his arms and leans in to observe from a closer distance.
He only stops in his tracks when he notices the paper covering Matoba's face, and can feel that something's not normal about it. He'll wait for him to pull whatever sticks he has with him, but his attention is fully on Matoba's face now, anyway. ]
...What happened there? You cursed? Who did ya piss off?
[ Because obviously he must have pissed someone off. Look at him. ]
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He only stops in his tracks when he notices the paper covering Matoba's face, and can feel that something's not normal about it. He'll wait for him to pull whatever sticks he has with him, but his attention is fully on Matoba's face now, anyway. ]
...What happened there? You cursed? Who did ya piss off?
[ Because obviously he must have pissed someone off. Look at him. ]