[Hey she understands there's definitely a thread buried in the first graveyard post somewhere where she laments that it's Just Not The Same when not from somebody's neck. #BLOODSUCKER PROBLEMS
So she sits down near him and sets the glasses on a table, pours one out for them both!! ISN'T UNDEATH JUST GRAND. She also beams, a little more literally!]
I completely understand. You'd given me the hope you wouldn't ever be joining us; I wish you didn't have to be so late if you were going to show up after all. The later stages of the game must have been much more difficult to observe on that side... Humans running around like cluckbeasts with their heads cut off about the matter of death is just a little depressing, especially when you aren't granted the luxury of doubting the wolves' motives.
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So she sits down near him and sets the glasses on a table, pours one out for them both!! ISN'T UNDEATH JUST GRAND. She also beams, a little more literally!]
I completely understand. You'd given me the hope you wouldn't ever be joining us; I wish you didn't have to be so late if you were going to show up after all. The later stages of the game must have been much more difficult to observe on that side... Humans running around like cluckbeasts with their heads cut off about the matter of death is just a little depressing, especially when you aren't granted the luxury of doubting the wolves' motives.