[ Shadow Milk suddenly being in front of him makes him startle, just a faint widening of the eyes, and he shifts his head to the side a bit to make sure he's got it under control. To make sure there's no pain on it. Only then does he look back, blankly. ]
You and it might have much in common. It, too, loves torturing it's guests, and it loves the sight of it's own impressions.
[ Hidden under the robes, four jet black scars almost painted onto Truthless' neck, with the fifth in the unmistakable position of a hand from behind, clawing in. An attempt to make Pure Vanilla bow, and only getting it once his daughter was threatened in turn.
Truthless turns his gaze back to where they're walking to navigate. ]
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[ Shadow Milk suddenly being in front of him makes him startle, just a faint widening of the eyes, and he shifts his head to the side a bit to make sure he's got it under control. To make sure there's no pain on it. Only then does he look back, blankly. ]
You and it might have much in common. It, too, loves torturing it's guests, and it loves the sight of it's own impressions.
[ Hidden under the robes, four jet black scars almost painted onto Truthless' neck, with the fifth in the unmistakable position of a hand from behind, clawing in. An attempt to make Pure Vanilla bow, and only getting it once his daughter was threatened in turn.
Truthless turns his gaze back to where they're walking to navigate. ]
You are the same face.