[If Diarmuid was his usual self, he would be proud of her bravery and growth. However, whatever he is...becoming doesn't feel those things. It doesn't know how to feel those things. Instead, it feels annoyance and anger. He begins to open his mouth to yell at her to see if he can scare her away before something worse happens, but then her words seem to strike something in him.
Or maybe it is just momentary surprise.]
What is ice cream?
[No, it's curiosity. Something that has always been a big part of him. and for now, something that holds the darkness taking him over back.
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Or maybe it is just momentary surprise.]
What is ice cream?
[No, it's curiosity. Something that has always been a big part of him. and for now, something that holds the darkness taking him over back.
For a little while, anyway.]