[Boring really hasn't anything to do with it, — young as he is since she last saw him, she isn't certain if he has the supernatural, demonic fortitude in this state to understand what she conveys in that ancient, divine way. Through reverberations, a language before words.
She had hoped to heal him, but he's already gone. The man. She raises her head to look pointedly at the fledging of a demon near her, something about her disposition chiding but strangely patient. She hadn't seen him often before returning to stasis, and she respected his space, so there's considerably less hostility than when she first met him, but what he is still has her more on edge than she tends to be with anyone else.
If I hear you calling what you do a miracle again, I'll nip your fingers, she cautions him.]
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She had hoped to heal him, but he's already gone. The man. She raises her head to look pointedly at the fledging of a demon near her, something about her disposition chiding but strangely patient. She hadn't seen him often before returning to stasis, and she respected his space, so there's considerably less hostility than when she first met him, but what he is still has her more on edge than she tends to be with anyone else.
If I hear you calling what you do a miracle again, I'll nip your fingers, she cautions him.]