Libbs blinked at him, gave a blissfully ignorant smile, and placed her hand into his and rested it there. Fidgeting a bit, but of course that's just how she was. Her toes tapped, her fingers wiggled. Calm was a foreign word to Libbs. She wasn't totally sure what he meant by magic. Some part of her brain was skeptical. Wasn't magic supposed to be impossible? Libbs thought hard on that for a hot second. Why did she think it was impossible? He said it was possible, and he seemed like a very trustworthy fellow.
I mean, just look at him! Libbs blinked at him. The white hair, the fair blue eyes, the almost-glowy lookin' yellow skin. He looked like one of those.. oh.. what was the word? The things? With the wings? And they served some dude named Dog. Wait. No. It was God. Yeah. God. It started with an A.. Ang.. Angel! Yes. He looked like an angel. And angels were not liars.. right?
Least she didn't remember angels being liars.
She squeaked a bit though, as the magic started to flow into her system. Her movement seemed to slow, tranquilized by the serenity and the sound as the sharp pain in the back of her head started to dull into an aching drone.. into a warm sensation, and suddenly, it was gone! She let out a helpless giggle. That felt lovely! Her eyes opened slowly, seemingly gaining a lot more focus as she rubbed the back of her head. It was gone! "HEY! It's gone!" she grinned, stepping excitedly on the ground like a happy corgi.
Grateful, and unaware of personal boundaries, Libbs leaned in to give him a hug! Because quite clearly, that's what you do when you're thankful! If he let her, yup, he got a nice, quick, friendly squeeze from Libbs. Otherwise, Libbs probably shot him a confused look, but quickly dismissed in and continued expressing her gratitude vocally instead.
I mean, just look at him! Libbs blinked at him. The white hair, the fair blue eyes, the almost-glowy lookin' yellow skin. He looked like one of those.. oh.. what was the word? The things? With the wings? And they served some dude named Dog. Wait. No. It was God. Yeah. God. It started with an A.. Ang.. Angel! Yes. He looked like an angel. And angels were not liars.. right?
Least she didn't remember angels being liars.
She squeaked a bit though, as the magic started to flow into her system. Her movement seemed to slow, tranquilized by the serenity and the sound as the sharp pain in the back of her head started to dull into an aching drone.. into a warm sensation, and suddenly, it was gone! She let out a helpless giggle. That felt lovely! Her eyes opened slowly, seemingly gaining a lot more focus as she rubbed the back of her head. It was gone! "HEY! It's gone!" she grinned, stepping excitedly on the ground like a happy corgi.
Grateful, and unaware of personal boundaries, Libbs leaned in to give him a hug! Because quite clearly, that's what you do when you're thankful! If he let her, yup, he got a nice, quick, friendly squeeze from Libbs. Otherwise, Libbs probably shot him a confused look, but quickly dismissed in and continued expressing her gratitude vocally instead.
