Re: The Apartment: Eddie/Muerte
[It was good to have him near again, and her eyes went softer when he sat near her feet. She had to stifle the impulse to reach out and draw him towards her, even closer. Instead, she let herself be tugged and situated so that the bundle could be placed in her lap. She shifted her gaze from Eddie to the assorted thing he'd collected, and though she considered herself completely human, only magical in the way all people were at their core, the collected belongings of a Necromancer continued to make her fingertips tingle, like they had when she'd first reached out to Eddie. She rubbed the pad of her thumb against the tips of her first and middle finger, and then reached to hover her hand over the bundle, not quite touching anything.
She was glad for the press of his hand on her knee, giving her a place to rest her fingers, careful on the back of his wrist. And she nodded.] It's good. That you have these things. [It did, somehow, make her feel better - that he'd be safer than she'd worried. at first. And she took a breath, because some of them were things that he hadn't had last time around.
The necklace... made her chest go warm behind her ribs. She looked down at it once he pulled it out from the rest of the bundle, and she could feel the betraying heat of color on her cheeks. That he'd thought (in the middle of everything else) to bring her something like that... And when she realized that it was black and green, it made her smile and almost laugh. But she did want to try it - wanted to see exactly how it worked - so she touched it with a single fingertip (electric buzz beneath her skin that she did her best to ignore, though it made her blink at first) and addressed it directly.] Hello, beautiful. Would you be able to tell me where Eddie is? Please? [There was no hesitation to the request, nothing that made it seem like she felt at all silly talking to a necklace. Like she accepted that it was entirely possible. Like it made sense to her to do it.]