[ Wrathion has the tense stillness of someone more animal than human who has been surprised. He freezes, studying the child. While the boy is all restless, movement, his own energy is focused on the internal:
The child, this is him. He hadn't expected -- but he should have, shouldn't he? These anchors, this curse, they are all connected to him and of course he will appear. Coincidence? Or is he trying to stop them? He doesn't have the mannerisms of a powerful, confident creature but of course he must have power. Even now, as he walks, there is evidence of it in the way planks rot and revive.
Best to tread... carefully, to start with. ]
I'm afraid not, she must still have it. Is the umbrella special?
[ Sentimental, perhaps? Or important in some other way? Or is it simply a tool? ]
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The child, this is him. He hadn't expected -- but he should have, shouldn't he? These anchors, this curse, they are all connected to him and of course he will appear. Coincidence? Or is he trying to stop them? He doesn't have the mannerisms of a powerful, confident creature but of course he must have power. Even now, as he walks, there is evidence of it in the way planks rot and revive.
Best to tread... carefully, to start with. ]
I'm afraid not, she must still have it. Is the umbrella special?
[ Sentimental, perhaps? Or important in some other way? Or is it simply a tool? ]