[ despite their previous conversations, he's still appreciative of good cheer. the small smile he brings out isn't seen unless wendy decides to focus on his face entirely as he begins his walk towards the fireplace — all that's brought out of him is a soft heh. better for them, better to get wendy warm, and better as a start to get their footing in this new realm. it's certainly an old fashioned mansion — a place he would like if there was better technology to suit him, his money, and his massive armory. not to mention certain hidden compartments he custom requested.
by the time they reach the fireplace however, august stretches one hand out with his palm facing wendy; stop. ]
Wait a moment... [ he says as he leans down towards a puddle of red, and then towards the side door where red stains are. ] Even without touching it one can tell it's fresh blood.
[ back on his feet, he turns towards wendy as he pulls out the lady grey. ]
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by the time they reach the fireplace however, august stretches one hand out with his palm facing wendy; stop. ]
Wait a moment... [ he says as he leans down towards a puddle of red, and then towards the side door where red stains are. ] Even without touching it one can tell it's fresh blood.
[ back on his feet, he turns towards wendy as he pulls out the lady grey. ]
We're not alone.