feed my soul

É R E B O S

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her response was lame and frankly disappointing. by now, he'd learn to not expect so much from the girl. but she seemed to do her own learning, her eyes glued on him as she stepped forward. his brow briefly quirked up, his gaze unwavering. "What on earth are you doing child?" he said in a lowly grumble. his ears flattened for a second as he glanced at the pool before returning to her face.
she looked fascinated, her eyes fixating on his form some more. he tolerated it well nonetheless, but perhaps he ought to remain distant. "No, not hurt." he lies. finding no use in spilling his whereabout too much. she knew his last name- and he only let on what he had to for the time being. everything else though.. "Where do you come from?" he inquired, selectively attempting to know more about her residence. perhaps it would shed light on who he was bound to, had they known & heard of the oddity named Medusa. still, he's careful not to exchange information on his behalf, or insomnia's-, as he knows the game at play.

"talk" 'think'