a wince. that stench. the aura. she knows what's approaching. why can't she just be left alone? a grunt. they better make this quick. @FxkeEmotions

a flinch at the sound. oh. a ... child? surely. the size of her aura seems about right. kneeling down. ❝ are you okay? ❞

frowns in 4'11".

a tired but warm smile forms on her lips. ❝ you'll be fine. what were you running about for anyhow? ❞

trying to stand on the tips of her toes. let her feel tall.

❝ if you're taller than me-- don't be. ❞ eveona ...

she is going to fight him.

she would bonk him but she's ...... too short.

a light bonk to the top of his head with the handle of her blade.

❝ much better. ❞ another bonk. bonk bonk.

❝ tall. ❞ a bonk to his chest instead.

... no more bonks. she grumbles something in russian before leaning against him.

❝ as always, things could be better. ... but i am content. ❞ only because he's holding her.

puffing out her cheeks. blushy. stupid sexy demon. buries her face into his neck.

❝ douma is a woman now--?????? ❞

lying on her back, eyes focused skywards. it's been warming up lately, and gosh, she doesn't enjoy heat too much.