[ He nods, stretching out what remains of his wings. They're cut short, but there's none of that burning around the marks. Not with iron. They'll grow back.
How the moth got in here is a question that Dracula will probably by interested in in the near future, but it did. Trevor's been good for the examination, sitting still even during the painful parts of it, so it's odd that before Lisa can even touch the wings he sits up a little taller, reaching up.
Oh. I'm here.
Disregarding Lisa's instruction to stay still while she works, he lets the moth land on his hand and carries it to that hollow in the flash over his heart. Then he resumes sitting normally. Just when Lisa's about to ask why he just shoved a bug into his tits- ]
-what the fuck, Dracula has a house? Like a people house?
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How the moth got in here is a question that Dracula will probably by interested in in the near future, but it did. Trevor's been good for the examination, sitting still even during the painful parts of it, so it's odd that before Lisa can even touch the wings he sits up a little taller, reaching up.
Oh. I'm here.
Disregarding Lisa's instruction to stay still while she works, he lets the moth land on his hand and carries it to that hollow in the flash over his heart. Then he resumes sitting normally. Just when Lisa's about to ask why he just shoved a bug into his tits- ]
-what the fuck, Dracula has a house? Like a people house?