Oh, she isn't a woman in the traditional sense. But we can talk about that later.
[There's a pause, then Daan turns his head and almost seems to murmur something into Midnight's ear. Daan's words don't seem to make much sense, but the tone is deceptively adoring, and gives off the feeling of love in all of its meanings, the good and the obsessed. There's a small gasping like sound in the air, runic words formulating in the air, and the sense of ease crawling in with what love means to Midnight.
And from then, his ill effects should improve, even just a little. Just enough to be more bearable.]
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[There's a pause, then Daan turns his head and almost seems to murmur something into Midnight's ear. Daan's words don't seem to make much sense, but the tone is deceptively adoring, and gives off the feeling of love in all of its meanings, the good and the obsessed. There's a small gasping like sound in the air, runic words formulating in the air, and the sense of ease crawling in with what love means to Midnight.
And from then, his ill effects should improve, even just a little. Just enough to be more bearable.]