"We'll do everything we can to protect you Angel, but we aren't in a position to guarantee anything... if you wish, feel free to leave. No-one will stop you."
"No. I wanna stay with you. With all of--with some of you." Angel glances at Vonrar as she says this last bit.
"Selina can't hear us, but yes, we can communicate. Blue is always sad and quiet, she doesn't talk much. Selina is doing fine, a little upset about what she saw but Blue is taking the sadness away slowly. Thats really what we do, keep Selina's emotions in control for her."
"Why, what's wrong with her emotions?"
"There could have been more than one, the others were just weaker... or the town fought back."
((rag-aimed question bolded for emphasis.))
"Or maybe...
Hey Vivian, what happens when these things kill each other?"
"Victoria, what is death?"
Angel looks at Fluffy funny. Even she understands what death is...more so now.
Wyle gets up and (3 oh no! what's he gonna do?) glomps Selina.
Angel, still in Selina's lap, makes a muffled shrieking noise.
">_____< Well I guess I'll be spectating then >______< I've pretty much done most of the cliched things that get people killed in movies >_______< Plus it'd ironic considering my nature >________< and the fact that I'm pointing this out >_________<"
Angel thinks hard. "Um, try not to be
dark-skinned. Or, um...never mind, you're most of those already. Well,
Selina should be fine, at least..."
"Lyle come back! I want something to cuddle and all the women here are either already in a relationship, ready to kill, or five years old."
Angel gives Kyle a funny look and makes a mental note to ask someone if fae are lolicons.
Kyle had just taken his mask off when he gets glomped, lands just the wrong way and ends up kissing Wyle on accident.
Angel sighs in relief.
Yellow walks away from the group a bit, keeping them in sight but getting out of earshot of the terrible singing.
Angel follows, hands over ears and tail gripping weapons.