[ She gasps, her head snapping up to meet his gaze. He'll get a clear look at it now: total darkness where a face would normally be. In that same moment, there's a rush of smoke from her head. ]
I...
I'm not a demon.
[ If he thinks she is, will it be her head that flies next? She doesn't want to picture it. But she can't help it. ]
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I...
I'm not a demon.
[ If he thinks she is, will it be her head that flies next? She doesn't want to picture it. But she can't help it. ]