Northstar Vale [m] I know you don't have any other plans

That filled form, that willowy coat. Gold struck from head to toe. That face, those eyes — oh! — those eyes! He'd seen her. He knows her. And though her voice had newfound softness he swore he'd met her before, lived with her, god—!

I—

He tasted the blood beneath that flesh once.

You shouldn't be here. There was a waver in his voice. Lómion took a step back.