[That's a weird fucking thing to say, but Ellie's seen that arm, and too much here besides to think that he doesn't mean it. That she stands a chance. Sometimes running away is all you've got.
She rubs her forearm across the bridge of her nose, sniffing loudly as she does it. Everything smells like smoke and wood and faintly of cooked meat.]
Yeah, well. Who's protecting you? You never know, I could be some-- scary immortal vampire or something.
[Ha, ha... it's funny because vampires. And Halloween, and Riley. Okay, maybe it's more macabre than hilarious, but that's just life these days, and she's smiling a little as she says it. She even wiggles her fingers in a sort of ooh, scary sort of way.]
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She rubs her forearm across the bridge of her nose, sniffing loudly as she does it. Everything smells like smoke and wood and faintly of cooked meat.]
Yeah, well. Who's protecting you? You never know, I could be some-- scary immortal vampire or something.
[Ha, ha... it's funny because vampires. And Halloween, and Riley. Okay, maybe it's more macabre than hilarious, but that's just life these days, and she's smiling a little as she says it. She even wiggles her fingers in a sort of ooh, scary sort of way.]