[ The Omen's tiny laugh is the popping of champagne bubbles, delight expressed in the bobbing of her antennae and renewed fluttering. ]
Scandalous!
[ She doesn't mean it a bit. ]
A sense of humour and good looks. I believe it.
[ She believes in the encouragement of young people, too. Even ones who call her necromancer an 'old hag'. Cristabel basks in the cheer of that wink, the odd, nagging sense of something easily forgotten in its glow. ]
I'll try to eat them, if you bring them. Cross my heart.
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Scandalous!
[ She doesn't mean it a bit. ]
A sense of humour and good looks. I believe it.
[ She believes in the encouragement of young people, too. Even ones who call her necromancer an 'old hag'. Cristabel basks in the cheer of that wink, the odd, nagging sense of something easily forgotten in its glow. ]
I'll try to eat them, if you bring them. Cross my heart.