Morgan
Oh, and you in all your vibrant youth
How could anything bad ever happen to you?
It was probably a testament to his sneakiness that Morgan in fact did not notice if Neron was ever so slightly invisible, her mind far more occupied with maintaining as much of a dignified façade as she could until they got through the door. If she did mention it, it would be once this was done and her head was cleared enough for her to think back and suddenly realise.
"I trust you wouldn't, but I can't trust everyone to leave such a place clean." Though, as Morgan stepped in (feeling the rush Neron had, but to a lesser extent - after all, she had more senses than he did normally) and truly examined the place, she was satisfied enough to unclip her cloak and lay it on a couch by the entrance. Without it she always felt so much smaller, the heavy cloak often providing her silhouette with a lot of bulk.
Turning to look at Neron in the doorway, the laugh on his lips, Morgan's eyes adopted a tone that could be referred to as fond. "Are you alright? You seem overtaken with...something." Of course, she had some idea as to what, but it didn't seem polite to assume.
"I trust you wouldn't, but I can't trust everyone to leave such a place clean." Though, as Morgan stepped in (feeling the rush Neron had, but to a lesser extent - after all, she had more senses than he did normally) and truly examined the place, she was satisfied enough to unclip her cloak and lay it on a couch by the entrance. Without it she always felt so much smaller, the heavy cloak often providing her silhouette with a lot of bulk.
Turning to look at Neron in the doorway, the laugh on his lips, Morgan's eyes adopted a tone that could be referred to as fond. "Are you alright? You seem overtaken with...something." Of course, she had some idea as to what, but it didn't seem polite to assume.
You make a fool of death with your beauty
and for a moment
