( A little like a honse, Hwylryn presses his head against Junior's hand. There is great benefit to his humanish form, such as being able to kiss and hold Junior properly, but he has longed to interact with him as he, himself - as if this were the last remainder of himself left to offer, and he wished to proudly give it. )
I might just be able to rip the space we're in apart.
( Teasing? A boast? A statement of fact? His tone contains all three of these things. He shakes his body - a little like a dog does to reorient himself - and it runs through the whole of him, like a wire. )
How do you feel? You seem different.
( Not magically different, so it's a little fuzzy to him. But the way his big eyes seem to peer at Junior, he's terribly curious. )
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I might just be able to rip the space we're in apart.
( Teasing? A boast? A statement of fact? His tone contains all three of these things. He shakes his body - a little like a dog does to reorient himself - and it runs through the whole of him, like a wire. )
How do you feel? You seem different.
( Not magically different, so it's a little fuzzy to him. But the way his big eyes seem to peer at Junior, he's terribly curious. )