[ Oh... oh, by the Emperor he's even more adorable.
Brickston never imagined he could be so endeared by a tiny talking bat he was terrified of only moments ago, but the entire ensemble sitting here squeaking to him in his hand has him verklempt, flushing red. He turns his head to the side and covers his mouth with one hand as he tries to restrain himself from making an undignified squeak of his own. How dare he be so incredibly cute...?!
Composure, dear Brickston. Not in front of a vampire...!
Imagine if he did have ill-intent—he'd be a dead man already, swooned by his little dulcet squeaks. ]
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Brickston never imagined he could be so endeared by a tiny talking bat he was terrified of only moments ago, but the entire ensemble sitting here squeaking to him in his hand has him verklempt, flushing red. He turns his head to the side and covers his mouth with one hand as he tries to restrain himself from making an undignified squeak of his own. How dare he be so incredibly cute...?!
Composure, dear Brickston. Not in front of a vampire...!
Imagine if he did have ill-intent—he'd be a dead man already, swooned by his little dulcet squeaks. ]