[Teach him yourself, Diva... this scrub needs some proper education...
Henry lets out a long, ascending hum at her confirmation that she is, indeed, a... vampire. Like, a real vampire? It takes a second, but Henry leans forward even more. Too far, actually: he tips forward and has to save himself with one hand, the other busy clutching the dragon scale.]
Ah- oops. [Alright, time to actually stand. He rises to his feet and stands in front of Diva, realizing for the first time that she's smaller than she seemed at first glance. But that doesn't change his current focus. From his standing posture, he leans in close again to examine her fangs.]
Reeeeally? Truly? So you're a bona fide vampire? I didn't think those were actually real. Does that mean I should be offering my blood as thanks instead?
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Henry lets out a long, ascending hum at her confirmation that she is, indeed, a... vampire. Like, a real vampire? It takes a second, but Henry leans forward even more. Too far, actually: he tips forward and has to save himself with one hand, the other busy clutching the dragon scale.]
Ah- oops. [Alright, time to actually stand. He rises to his feet and stands in front of Diva, realizing for the first time that she's smaller than she seemed at first glance. But that doesn't change his current focus. From his standing posture, he leans in close again to examine her fangs.]
Reeeeally? Truly? So you're a bona fide vampire? I didn't think those were actually real. Does that mean I should be offering my blood as thanks instead?