Re: Holding Pens - Mikan
"Honey orange, tangerine...." Stefan mused, feeling the words in his mouth. "Will you look at me?"
He waited until the girl met his eyes before triggering compulsion, his pupils dilating, and her own dilating in turn, mirroring him physically like she would soon mirror his words.
"Don't be scared of me," he murmured, softly. "There's no reason to be scared of me."
He blinked out of the compulsion, and smiled again. "So, Mikan...how did you get here?"