Unable not to notice the Doubletake staring, however briefly, Fox resists the urge to glance over his shoulder at who she must really be looking at, instead rubbing a hand across the back of his neck and offering a gentle raise of his eyebrow in response, as if waiting for her to tell him what's on his face. They're both saved by Kiada, though, the hunter warming immediately at the sight of her, surrendering his arm without argument.
Having no idea when (or if) the theocrat is likely to return within the hour, Fox leaves that to Kiada to field and steps a little closer instead. He's about to lean in and kiss her cheek hello - registrar or no registrar - but in that moment the sky outside screeches and light flashes in through the office windows, startling him back a couple of steps. Unfortunately that does mean Kia is ferried along with him, and Fox swears under his breath and lets out a long, hard sigh as he realises what has just happened.
"I will never get used to that," he says of the scream rain. "I hope it doesn't follow us into Deepfrost."
Having no idea when (or if) the theocrat is likely to return within the hour, Fox leaves that to Kiada to field and steps a little closer instead. He's about to lean in and kiss her cheek hello - registrar or no registrar - but in that moment the sky outside screeches and light flashes in through the office windows, startling him back a couple of steps. Unfortunately that does mean Kia is ferried along with him, and Fox swears under his breath and lets out a long, hard sigh as he realises what has just happened.
"I will never get used to that," he says of the scream rain. "I hope it doesn't follow us into Deepfrost."
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
