[The spot is secluded. Quiet. Perfect, in a word. Karl lets his hand drift - very casually - to Setsuna's side. Fingers hooked in the belt loop. Harmless enough - except he shouldn't be slipping that close.]
[In the gloaming, his eyes burn red. Fangs lengthening.]
no subject
[The spot is secluded. Quiet. Perfect, in a word. Karl lets his hand drift - very casually - to Setsuna's side. Fingers hooked in the belt loop. Harmless enough - except he shouldn't be slipping that close.]
[In the gloaming, his eyes burn red. Fangs lengthening.]