[There we go, the barely-there polite facade of the man sliding off the moment Henry forcefully rejects him. He's nearly happy to see it -- the way that knife suddenly gleams in the daylight, and he can only think to himself: That's it?
But before he can make an effort to defend himself psionically, Amelia is prepared. The sharp point of the blade reflects off of shimmering green magic, and Henry actually laughs, light but a little more cruel than usual.
Seems like they've reached the point of no return. He's weirdly pleased that Amelia seems to be a woman who will do what it takes to get this done; just as she said she would.]
Both skull and man?
[He asks first, lightly, and probably a little ominously. But hey, if they don't wanna salvage this weird skull, either-]
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But before he can make an effort to defend himself psionically, Amelia is prepared. The sharp point of the blade reflects off of shimmering green magic, and Henry actually laughs, light but a little more cruel than usual.
Seems like they've reached the point of no return. He's weirdly pleased that Amelia seems to be a woman who will do what it takes to get this done; just as she said she would.]
Both skull and man?
[He asks first, lightly, and probably a little ominously. But hey, if they don't wanna salvage this weird skull, either-]