[Henry's own mouth curves, too, a little lopsided. They're on the same wavelength. And maybe after the night's over, they can exist on different frequencies again, but for now...
Well. That's the last thing he wants after such promises made.]
Then let's go.
[A little half-turn, encouraging him to follow. Time to leave this graveyard behind them and continue the long night elsewhere.]
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Well. That's the last thing he wants after such promises made.]
Then let's go.
[A little half-turn, encouraging him to follow. Time to leave this graveyard behind them and continue the long night elsewhere.]