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I wandered around with the Slayer, pretending (and disgusting) to be my ensouled self.
I dared not make smalltalk, knowing that I could tell her who I really was.
Damn Toth demons. They have their purposes, but still...pains in the ass.
We walked, (hand-in-hand...gads) by Cemetery after Cemetery, not stopping at a particular one.
The moon shone full, and bright...
And lookie, I'm getting romantic. Stop me now, SOMEBODY!!
I could swear she was saying something, but I couldn't quite catch it...
Should I listen? Pretend to pay attention?
I dared not make smalltalk, knowing that I could tell her who I really was.
Damn Toth demons. They have their purposes, but still...pains in the ass.
We walked, (hand-in-hand...gads) by Cemetery after Cemetery, not stopping at a particular one.
The moon shone full, and bright...
And lookie, I'm getting romantic. Stop me now, SOMEBODY!!
I could swear she was saying something, but I couldn't quite catch it...
Should I listen? Pretend to pay attention?