Sweet Talker

Crescendo plastered on his best 'horrified/shocked face. Even though he might be exaggerating a teeny bit, Crescendo enjoyed watching the reactions of this fae. "What? He didn't tell you he was a Dark Brother?" He leaned in a bit closer, as if he were going to tell her a secret. "I've heard many things about them. They're not called the Dark brotherhood for nothing, you know." He hid a smile. Easy prey.