Fingers twitch in one last kick of life, though it’s more curiosity in NateMs part than an intentional tease. The sensation of numbness is strange, difficult to really parse. He’s distracted away from it by the warm sound the dragonling purrs out at him, a space opening in his mind that’s familiar and brand new, all at once.
“[say]So this is what she meant.[/say]” Nate hums, pushing himself up off the ground slowly and turning to look sidelong at the little dragon on his shoulders. He offers a finger out to it experimentally, interest painted over his face. “[say]Youre gonna stuck with me, huh?[/say]”
“[say]So this is what she meant.[/say]” Nate hums, pushing himself up off the ground slowly and turning to look sidelong at the little dragon on his shoulders. He offers a finger out to it experimentally, interest painted over his face. “[say]Youre gonna stuck with me, huh?[/say]”
