[A faint twist of his lips wrinkles his nose when that tongue catches his finger, but the solution is simple. A wipe of his hand against his clothing is all that's necessary. Still. How dirty.]
[Dutifully, he finishes reciting St. John, reaching for the vial of holy water at his hip. It's only then that he even entertains the creature.]
I suppose he was weak. Either way, it's irrelevant to me.
Mimi *no*!!!!
[Dutifully, he finishes reciting St. John, reaching for the vial of holy water at his hip. It's only then that he even entertains the creature.]
I suppose he was weak. Either way, it's irrelevant to me.