[It should repel her, probably. The entire room looks like a celebration of death. Instead, it intrigues her; it draws her in, until she's surrounded by bright-eyed skulls.
She steps lightly, feet barely touching the ground; she doesn't want to disturb him, when he's striking like that. Lose concentration for a moment and you can do something you'll regret.
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She steps lightly, feet barely touching the ground; she doesn't want to disturb him, when he's striking like that. Lose concentration for a moment and you can do something you'll regret.
But she watches, solemn and silent.]