[ Well, you know. There's small blessings to be found in that. Picking buckshot and rock salt out of Jimmy Novak's body hadn't been the most pleasant, though his grace had burned through most of it fairly quickly. The demon blade had been nothing but an irritant, but it had set Jimmy off in their shared space.
Poor, poor Jimmy. It's for the best he's dead now. ]
Ah...you have my apologies.
[ He's off kilter and wrong footed, lashes fluttering and eyes reopening to peer up, stormy blue and penetrating. But he means it, truly. He doesn't mind being shot at if it brings some comfort to this...thing. Creature. Being. Normally he would not, but this is different. Obviously. Just look at this ✨chemistry✨. ]
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Poor, poor Jimmy. It's for the best he's dead now. ]
Ah...you have my apologies.
[ He's off kilter and wrong footed, lashes fluttering and eyes reopening to peer up, stormy blue and penetrating. But he means it, truly. He doesn't mind being shot at if it brings some comfort to this...thing. Creature. Being. Normally he would not, but this is different. Obviously. Just look at this ✨chemistry✨. ]