[For all the both of them move around and for all he'd like to think he's getting better at this living on the run thing, somehow they still end up moving in tandem, never quite detaching the way they both should. It's not like he's trying to stick close, he's just following where the monsters go. Lo and behold, it's the same place that whatever insane bullshit follows her goes. Convenient for her.
But he is not in the mood today. The moment the heavens opened up to pour on down, his mood soured. It's not the same as it was in the inner world but it doesn't stop the memories from inundating him and it doesn't stop him from hating the chill and the way it drenches him. He's hardly dried at all when she kicks at the door. He might've shown up just like she wanted, but he's still turning to glower.
At least until another one of her stumbles in.
He rises to his feet, chair scraping sharply across the floor. His black eyes wide and round as he looks from one pale girl to the other and then finally settles back on the one he knows. What. The Hell.]
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But he is not in the mood today. The moment the heavens opened up to pour on down, his mood soured. It's not the same as it was in the inner world but it doesn't stop the memories from inundating him and it doesn't stop him from hating the chill and the way it drenches him. He's hardly dried at all when she kicks at the door. He might've shown up just like she wanted, but he's still turning to glower.
At least until another one of her stumbles in.
He rises to his feet, chair scraping sharply across the floor. His black eyes wide and round as he looks from one pale girl to the other and then finally settles back on the one he knows. What. The Hell.]