i am the mace, the map, the fall and the high
With a few simple words, she confirms his suspicions as they move to the treeline where shadows lay in abundance. A confirmation that delights Reave to his very core. One that opens the door for infinite possibilities, if only she would agree to them.
As she slips into the shadows, skin darkening as it blends perfectly into them, Reave eyes her with a critical stare. He moves, making a short half-circle around her as he inspects the change. With his seemingly endless supply of shadowy relations, Reave immediately recognizes what has happened, though he doesn’t say so.
Instead he grins at her (or rather, the spot she’d disappeared into), blue eyes glinting with a boyish charm. “I’m not certain whether to be impressed or jealous.”
He steps back then, waiting for her to reappear before tilting his to eye her with a speculative curiosity. Features slipping into something much more serious, he leans in slightly, gaze fixed on her with a surprising intensity, before asking, “You said you didn’t know if it was just shadows - have you ever tried testing out other things?”
With each word, it becomes increasingly clear exactly what his intentions are. He could only hope she would be more curious than alarmed. Though, based on their encounter thus far, he strongly suspects it would be the former.
reave
@[Israfel]