Worried, Alanna runs her eyes over him and commits his appearance to memory. She thinks she'll want to remember him this way when the magic... muddles it all up again.
He's rather beautiful.
"Dawn?" she asks quietly, shaking her previously proffered hand like it stings, folding her fingers in, nails biting her palm.
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Date: 2014-10-23 09:15 pm (UTC)He's rather beautiful.
"Dawn?" she asks quietly, shaking her previously proffered hand like it stings, folding her fingers in, nails biting her palm.