Oh Akira, you have no idea just how selfish Simon can be.
The rain gets Simon to quicken his pace at a maddeningly alarming rate. The gesture with the wing, however hesitant, does strike a chord within him. Something visceral and old, like a feeling he had when he was small.
He does not make much of verbal stir about it, but his eyes dart over his shoulder and back at the thing, as if he's considering something silently.]
Okay, Mr. Wet 'n Stinky.
[Jokingly, he pops out from under the wing and walks into the castle doorway.]
Time to dry off. You may be part demon and have fancy-schmancy superpowers, but I'm pretty sure you can still get hypothermia.
C'mon. I'll help you.
Seems like some places on ya might be hard to reach.
[He means... Like... The back. Right between the wings.]
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Date: 2021-04-11 04:14 am (UTC)Oh Akira, you have no idea just how selfish Simon can be.
The rain gets Simon to quicken his pace at a maddeningly alarming rate. The gesture with the wing, however hesitant, does strike a chord within him. Something visceral and old, like a feeling he had when he was small.
He does not make much of verbal stir about it, but his eyes dart over his shoulder and back at the thing, as if he's considering something silently.]
Okay, Mr. Wet 'n Stinky.
[Jokingly, he pops out from under the wing and walks into the castle doorway.]
Time to dry off. You may be part demon and have fancy-schmancy superpowers, but I'm pretty sure you can still get hypothermia.
C'mon. I'll help you.
Seems like some places on ya might be hard to reach.
[He means... Like... The back. Right between the wings.]