[ He almost finds himself pausing to consider, for a moment, if perhaps this child might be a demon. Or a sorcerer, or into something illicit. But he reconsiders; everything he'd learned thusfar pointed to no.
... At least, he thought so. He was the monster here, after all. (He always was, wasn't he.) He frowns for a moment in response to that smirk, as if in thought. ]
One would not normally go admitting to such things so... publically. It is, perhaps, a bit vain, if not foolish.
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... At least, he thought so. He was the monster here, after all. (He always was, wasn't he.) He frowns for a moment in response to that smirk, as if in thought. ]
One would not normally go admitting to such things so... publically. It is, perhaps, a bit vain, if not foolish.