[He supposes the risk was worth taking. An answer comes, though it's a brief one. He has to strain to read between the lines, but it's given freely and that's... something.
He tracks her gaze over to the red roses, bright in the sun, still cupping the spider close.]
Just at random? [Or rather, a pet project? A kidnapping. Well, he's been there before, too.] To see what a human witch could do?
the irony of that is too real
He tracks her gaze over to the red roses, bright in the sun, still cupping the spider close.]
Just at random? [Or rather, a pet project? A kidnapping. Well, he's been there before, too.] To see what a human witch could do?