It's a strange fit

Ghostly eyes lingered on the shadowy one as she listened to him speak, saying he was incapable of feeling things. Smiling softly the ghostly dame looked at him almost strangely. ?If you had been incapable of feeling sorry you wouldn't of said what you just did Oddity.? Softly spoken the truth left her as Abel turned and headed towards the den wanting to get out of the cold, perhaps he could provide some much wanted warmth..with a little fun on top of it.

Those ears flickered as she listened to his voice once more a brow rose, now this was a curios thing. ?Love him as you must but I do not believe my brother will return such a love.? Pausing her words for a moment. ?I suggest looking for another of whom can return your love Oddity.? A simple suggestion one she hoped he took to heart as she vanished into the den searching for a ideal spot to lay down but waited for him to do so.