She hisses, face scrunching up in a wince, in concern, and there’s a ‘Madonna Santa!’ released under her breath as Mel whips around to face what surely must be an attack. However, at seeing the topless black creature, she visibly relaxes, shoulder untensing, eyes un-squinting, and Melinoë turns to Damien after smiling affectionately at the nameless one.
“He won’t hurt you, cuore mio. He’s here to help.” She's practically buzzing, biting her lower lip. She's Summoned. Finally, after the days, weeks, months, years, however fucking long it's been, Melinoë willed a ghost into a solid enough form so as to provide assistance to his Goddess.
Since Damien scooted away from her, she resorts to placing a reassuring hand on his shin.
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She hisses, face scrunching up in a wince, in concern, and there’s a ‘Madonna Santa!’ released under her breath as Mel whips around to face what surely must be an attack. However, at seeing the topless black creature, she visibly relaxes, shoulder untensing, eyes un-squinting, and Melinoë turns to Damien after smiling affectionately at the nameless one.
“He won’t hurt you, cuore mio. He’s here to help.” She's practically buzzing, biting her lower lip. She's Summoned. Finally, after the days, weeks, months, years, however fucking long it's been, Melinoë willed a ghost into a solid enough form so as to provide assistance to his Goddess.
Since Damien scooted away from her, she resorts to placing a reassuring hand on his shin.