Mildew
Woo hoo, witchy woman
See how high she flies
Well, well, well. Frey had gone and dropped a young Ascended man on her; Mildew wouldn't pass up the chance to find out more about the Voice's children. As they found themselves on the table together she smiled, a little smirk reminiscent of a cat having found some particularly good cream, and leaned forward on her hands. "Hello there. It seems we've been chosen for each other. Could you imagine why that is, dear?"See how high she flies
While it was fun to act a flirt, Mildew thought the boy looked young enough to be a crib. While the Ascended could live for a very long time and not age, she didn't think that was the case here; those who had lived several lifetimes could recognise the same look in another's eyes. "Do tell me your name and so on. I'm Mildew."
She got the moon in her eye