Death//Eighth Sound of her Wings//Video
Hm. [Death is clearly taking stock of herself, flexing her (now normal length) fingers and touching her cheeks, making sure there isn't any trace of the devastation that was left on her body last week]
Seems like I'm back. [She smiles] Peachy keen. [And then a look of slight confusion. Why had she said that?]
I have to apologize for anyone I might have harmed last week. Lightning... thank you. I appreciate what you did for me, hard as it must have been.
And... James. I would talk to you. I don't know why, but... I feel that I am not old enough to help you. [She looks really confused at that, as if she doesn't know at all why she's saying what she is]
If anyone has an explanation for why I feel so strange this week, I would be happy to discuss it over tea or drinks, if you'd rather. Thanks. [She flashes the feed a slightly nervous smile, and cuts it.]
Seems like I'm back. [She smiles] Peachy keen. [And then a look of slight confusion. Why had she said that?]
I have to apologize for anyone I might have harmed last week. Lightning... thank you. I appreciate what you did for me, hard as it must have been.
And... James. I would talk to you. I don't know why, but... I feel that I am not old enough to help you. [She looks really confused at that, as if she doesn't know at all why she's saying what she is]
If anyone has an explanation for why I feel so strange this week, I would be happy to discuss it over tea or drinks, if you'd rather. Thanks. [She flashes the feed a slightly nervous smile, and cuts it.]