[Vincent only blinks as her finger makes contact with his forehead, not sure what to make of it. But he shouldn't be surprised given her general demeanor.
Still, "letting it run through your head". Bound to happen, maybe, given how often she teases him; he thinks little of it, though the eldritch part of him stirs, curious, possessing an ingrained instinct to latch onto such a willing connection.
The human part of him, at least, has a little more tact than that. Tells himself to not take anything at face value, especially after she's admitted (and he knows, already) that she's not being sincere.]
If you like. [Thinking about it, he means, though he's quick to focus on the task at hand.]
We should ask it questions before we do anything at all like 'put it to sleep'. If it's inclined to answer us.
[-he says as they make their way to the sleigh. The steeds will move on their own once they've settled down, as if they know exactly where to go. The song calls them just as readily.]
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Still, "letting it run through your head". Bound to happen, maybe, given how often she teases him; he thinks little of it, though the eldritch part of him stirs, curious, possessing an ingrained instinct to latch onto such a willing connection.
The human part of him, at least, has a little more tact than that. Tells himself to not take anything at face value, especially after she's admitted (and he knows, already) that she's not being sincere.]
If you like. [Thinking about it, he means, though he's quick to focus on the task at hand.]
We should ask it questions before we do anything at all like 'put it to sleep'. If it's inclined to answer us.
[-he says as they make their way to the sleigh. The steeds will move on their own once they've settled down, as if they know exactly where to go. The song calls them just as readily.]