[He says it sure that she knows it, and in a small, slow movement brings his hand up to pet the cat currently using him as a resting spot. His eyes drift away from her, up to the sky again, his memory flaring to life with a pale face and blonde hair and blue eyes, a whispered what are you while the bright glow of her life seeps through the blackened blood he'd smeared across her cheeks to disguise her.
What is he? He's beginning to ask himself the same question.]
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[He says it sure that she knows it, and in a small, slow movement brings his hand up to pet the cat currently using him as a resting spot. His eyes drift away from her, up to the sky again, his memory flaring to life with a pale face and blonde hair and blue eyes, a whispered what are you while the bright glow of her life seeps through the blackened blood he'd smeared across her cheeks to disguise her.
What is he? He's beginning to ask himself the same question.]
But.. different. Changing. Won't hurt you. [A glance.] Promise.