Britwitch
Classically curvy
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She watches as he changes, seeing him shift between forms. Change from the defined, the solid, to the ever changing smoke. She gasps quietly as the smoke draws closer, swirling around her. She expects it to be cold but it's not. It's strangely soft, the way one would imagine a cloud to feel.
The voice in her mind is a little disconcerting at first but she tries not to show it, smiling as he asks her opinion.
Well, it's definitely different...and not at all what I was expecting. But I still don't fear you, even in this form. I don't see how I could...?
She smiles, raising a hand, reaching out to touch the smoke then hesitating.
Can I...? I mean, it won't hurt you will it? If I touch you when you're like this...?
The voice in her mind is a little disconcerting at first but she tries not to show it, smiling as he asks her opinion.
Well, it's definitely different...and not at all what I was expecting. But I still don't fear you, even in this form. I don't see how I could...?
She smiles, raising a hand, reaching out to touch the smoke then hesitating.
Can I...? I mean, it won't hurt you will it? If I touch you when you're like this...?