FOX
The carefree affection is something Fox has to almost hold himself back from; to say it's been a long time is a huge understatement, and having Kiada so close even now that they've extracted pleasure from one another is nearly overwhelming. (Nearly. He certainly doesn't want it to stop). His smile is a little sad at her agreement - it's one thing for him to feel it, but another entirely to know she suffers with it too - only for the expression to melt into surprise.
"Gods," he mutters. "No, I didn't know. I wasn't aware that people could be turned into them... I'm so sorry." Especially now that the monsters aren't a problem any more (as far as he's aware, fingers and toes crossed), so any hope of reversal or salvation is likely dashed.
"A magician, huh?" He's hesitant, aware that the change of subject is the equivalent of some conversational whiplash, his hand reaching up to gently smooth through her dark hair. "You say that, but I certainly have questions about where you were keeping the rabbit."
"Gods," he mutters. "No, I didn't know. I wasn't aware that people could be turned into them... I'm so sorry." Especially now that the monsters aren't a problem any more (as far as he's aware, fingers and toes crossed), so any hope of reversal or salvation is likely dashed.
"A magician, huh?" He's hesitant, aware that the change of subject is the equivalent of some conversational whiplash, his hand reaching up to gently smooth through her dark hair. "You say that, but I certainly have questions about where you were keeping the rabbit."
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
