[ She's turning nearly before his words traverse the air, face beaming with unburnished joy, balance never veering close to a waver. She's simplest, such as it is, when she's new, and for the moment she wants for nothing but a playmate. ]
[ Long hair streaming behind her like a proud flag, she leaps off the fountain and over to him with girlish glee. As soon as she's moving she catches an appealing aroma on the air, not at all like the heady ting of his blood beneath his skin. Inhaling deeply, her arms slide around his shoulders to tug him closer. ]
Some. It was lonely. [ Not anymore! Congratulations, nameless stranger, you've become her new pastime. ]
Re: post-true end
[ Long hair streaming behind her like a proud flag, she leaps off the fountain and over to him with girlish glee. As soon as she's moving she catches an appealing aroma on the air, not at all like the heady ting of his blood beneath his skin. Inhaling deeply, her arms slide around his shoulders to tug him closer. ]
Some. It was lonely. [ Not anymore! Congratulations, nameless stranger, you've become her new pastime. ]