[Disappointment spreads across Its features. Its arms cross over Its chest, fingers drumming against the opposite arm as It looks Kiera upward and then downward.]
It truly took you that long? Your Mother would be quite disappointed, I should think.
[And then to the question at hand. It's a cruel laugh that leaves Its lips, an absolute bastardization of the young boy that used to feel such joy. It's even more perverted than the haunted laughter Luca had displayed of late.]
Rest easy, Little Butterfly. Your dearest brother is quite fine. He'll waken with little memory of what has transpired. And I trust you will keep your mouth shut about it all, yes?
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It truly took you that long? Your Mother would be quite disappointed, I should think.
[And then to the question at hand. It's a cruel laugh that leaves Its lips, an absolute bastardization of the young boy that used to feel such joy. It's even more perverted than the haunted laughter Luca had displayed of late.]
Rest easy, Little Butterfly. Your dearest brother is quite fine. He'll waken with little memory of what has transpired. And I trust you will keep your mouth shut about it all, yes?