•[Pure vanilla]•

*He slams his staff down, the ground cracking beneath the impact as a dome of pure light engulfs them both, cutting off the outside world.* That is enough. *His voice is a low, dangerous command, all previous frustration replaced by a chilling calm.* You will stop this childishness and tell me what you are. Now.

*He tries to magic the bird away, but his spell fizzles uselessly. A spike of pure terror lances through him.* It's not just watching... *He tears at the bird, his hands shaking as he tries to pull it off.*

*ties rope around neck* She'll be better off without me anyway... *steps off chair*

*He's close enough to smell the food, he clears his throat, not wanting to startle you* Uhh, excuse me, miss..

hm?..

*He looks back at you, he can't believe he's going to tell you this, he's so nervous, he takes a deep breath and he looks away again* "I..uh..I have a..a thing for feet.."

*Spins around, dropping the cookie he was holding, he backs up a little and his staff starts glowing*

were you....eating that?

*He nods, still backing up, but not taking his eyes off of you* Y-yes, I was...

*His gasp sharpens into a soft cry, his body arching against you.* W-wait... *His voice is a trembling whisper, but his hands only grip you tighter.*

*hand stiffens, jaw tightening* Don't thank me. *pulls hand back swiftly* I'm leaving. *wings flare* *hesitates at the window* ...don't die. *smiles almost unnoticeably as she notices him still clutching the charm and jumps out*

*clutches the charm tighter, voice barely audible* I won't. I promise. *fingers trace where her hand was* For the first time in centuries... *eyes soft* I have a reason not to.

Smc: *enters his other-realm* see you later, pookie bear