You're the one throwing yourself at my face like some deranged moth. What even are you? Who are you?
[He'd technically been given a name, but he's hoping it isn't hers. She's... hmm. Potentially tugging at his more eldritch senses, and he really doesn't want to have to deal with wanting to feed on her.]
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[He'd technically been given a name, but he's hoping it isn't hers. She's... hmm. Potentially tugging at his more eldritch senses, and he really doesn't want to have to deal with wanting to feed on her.]