Some part of her had been wondering how serious the other woman had been about carrying her — it's true that she'd seen Clara carry that heavy trunk with ease, but whether or not she could truly pull off lifting her off the ground and carrying her was another matter entirely. Perhaps she'd thought it'd been in jest, a friendly sort of banter. But the next thing she knows, she's quite literally swept off her feet, arms rather clumsily (and uncharacteristically tentatively) moving to loop around her neck and shoulders for extra stability. ]
Ah...
[ She can't help it, she lets out a little surprised sound as they start floating, blinking owlishly as she looks at the leisurely pace with which they're making their escape. It's almost kind of... nice? Otherworldly? Like nothing she's ever imagined before. For once, her expression seems more vulnerable, more open, as she rushes to accept this as her new normal, brows raising in recognition at the name. ]
Oh — Nicodème. You are acquainted? We have met several times... I have heard tell of his homeland, should you hail from the same place.
[ And the vampire thing would explain the strength and the flying... or, that's where her mind immediately goes to. Just how many powers do these creatures have? ]
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Some part of her had been wondering how serious the other woman had been about carrying her — it's true that she'd seen Clara carry that heavy trunk with ease, but whether or not she could truly pull off lifting her off the ground and carrying her was another matter entirely. Perhaps she'd thought it'd been in jest, a friendly sort of banter. But the next thing she knows, she's quite literally swept off her feet, arms rather clumsily (and uncharacteristically tentatively) moving to loop around her neck and shoulders for extra stability. ]
Ah...
[ She can't help it, she lets out a little surprised sound as they start floating, blinking owlishly as she looks at the leisurely pace with which they're making their escape. It's almost kind of... nice? Otherworldly? Like nothing she's ever imagined before. For once, her expression seems more vulnerable, more open, as she rushes to accept this as her new normal, brows raising in recognition at the name. ]
Oh — Nicodème. You are acquainted? We have met several times... I have heard tell of his homeland, should you hail from the same place.
[ And the vampire thing would explain the strength and the flying... or, that's where her mind immediately goes to. Just how many powers do these creatures have? ]