darkmaskednephilim has bumped into an Animul.
What a handsome young man he was. He was definitely someone she would’ve bedded maybe last month, but she was much more careful with her choices in men now adays. She could read people with one touch but sometimes that small amount of insight wasn’t enough. Like now.. well.. she couldn’t read a lot about him but what little she saw sent shivers down her spine. “You really need to walk around armed, handsome?” she asked curiously, glancing over her shoulder to nod towards his sword.