Re: 2nd Floor: Beds and Couches
Emerson smirked at Eterna first as he made himself comfortable right where he was. "Eterna, you know very well that I? Am a man of such extreme and complex mystery, that no one has ever dared to attempt to understand what makes me tick." He shrugged. "Besides. It's a masquerade, right? I figured I could conceal my appearance without a mask if I changed things up enough."
"Yeah, I know," he then answered Allison with a heavy sigh. "Some people can rock the oil slick thing. I, we've found out tonight, am sadly not one of them." Since Eterna hadn't said anything about his arms being around the both of them yet, probably due to shock, the witch made no effort to move them.