You’re telling me
Motif!
07-10-2020, 03:40 AM
She didn't miss the way the woman tensed up, and hid a small frown at the reaction. What? Malalia was pretty darn small, and she hardly posed a threat to anyone. But, it was noted, and she'd try to be a little less twitchy. It was going to be very, very, very hard to do so, but hey, she'd make an effort.
Still, the Reaper could help but widen her eyes at the woman's admission. "Really??? Jeez, kudos for surviving that," she laughed, the sound just a little bit painful as an unexpected cramp rippled through her gut. She swallowed thickly, tilting her head slightly. "How, uh, how did you survive it, if you don't mind me asking? I just... I feel so out of it," she admitted, her words for once a murmur. She was restless, all the damn time, caught between excitement and exhaustion. It felt like claws were stabbing her belly. And that was just scratching the surface.
"It's nice to meet you, Motif. Sorry you had to run into me like this, heh."