[They'd so readily hug him. So, so readily, and it's hard to hold back even as he admits his fear. They want to kiss the top of his head. They want to curl up in his lap and fall asleep against him as if he'd been reading a bedtime story to them in a cozy chair, instead of sharing aches in some run down cottage in the woods. Mili draws his hair back and lets it slip through their fingers like water with a hum.
They teeter on another secret, but in the end they decide to try and present a solution first. Fewer things to worry about, maybe.]
I'm going to do some magic, but not to you. Don't worry.
[They just don't want to surprise him more than they have to.
Coming from behind him pads a dog at about knee level, head a little lowered submissively. Its fluffy black fur has a gentle curl to it, and along its back in grey there's the suggestion of the same pattern on Mili's mothy wings. It shares the little antennae, too.
Mili peeks up at him from wide, rich brown eyes, and gives a little wag of their tail. Their voice is the same, if a little hesitant.]
Is this better...?
[Everybody likes dogs. Dogs were gentle and comforting! Not like cats.]
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They teeter on another secret, but in the end they decide to try and present a solution first. Fewer things to worry about, maybe.]
I'm going to do some magic, but not to you. Don't worry.
[They just don't want to surprise him more than they have to.
Coming from behind him pads a dog at about knee level, head a little lowered submissively. Its fluffy black fur has a gentle curl to it, and along its back in grey there's the suggestion of the same pattern on Mili's mothy wings. It shares the little antennae, too.
Mili peeks up at him from wide, rich brown eyes, and gives a little wag of their tail. Their voice is the same, if a little hesitant.]
Is this better...?
[Everybody likes dogs. Dogs were gentle and comforting! Not like cats.]