Startled by the biting of the glass and half expecting the man to eat it, she leans back a bit when he cuts himself, eyes narrowing to scrutinize the wound, nostrils flaring a bit. It irritated her that her sense of smell was so impeded by her human form; she really needed her tongue to pick up a good sense of people. Maybe she should just give up the charade entirely after tonight...
"Returned you? That's certainly uncommon among the fae," Roze murmurs, not seeming the least bit shocked or taken aback as she leans in closer to sniff his hand before the wound closes. She cocks an appreciative smirk at being called interesting, all considered, then takes his hand in both of hers, rubbing her thumb along the line where the wound had been.
"I've had to negotiate the return of children before. It tends to get ugly. It's rare to send a child back. And you're sure you're not the replacement?" she asks, looking up into his eyes with a curiosity borne of personal experience.
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Date: 2020-06-30 12:39 am (UTC)"Returned you? That's certainly uncommon among the fae," Roze murmurs, not seeming the least bit shocked or taken aback as she leans in closer to sniff his hand before the wound closes. She cocks an appreciative smirk at being called interesting, all considered, then takes his hand in both of hers, rubbing her thumb along the line where the wound had been.
"I've had to negotiate the return of children before. It tends to get ugly. It's rare to send a child back. And you're sure you're not the replacement?" she asks, looking up into his eyes with a curiosity borne of personal experience.