"Oh yes. Very much so." And isn't that funny? He rather gets the feeling that Nathaniel might be thinking this exact same thing in this exact moment. "But I think you and I both know there's more than one way get there."
The shadowy figure on the stair advances yet closer. He's nearly within arm's length now and the shadow of the stairwell has stripped back just enough for the moonlight to catch on the boy's high forehead and long, straight nose, to glint in the pitch of his dark eyes. His smile is both very patient and very keen. Click, clack, whisper the scrape of his long sharp fingernails against one another.
"Of course, there's a chance you might be right. You might be able to get rid of me. I might not be able to touch you at all, Nathaniel. But maybe you don't have the right anymore. Maybe you'll say the words and we'll both still be here. What do you think will happen then, I wonder?"
It's all terribly, delightfully grim. Not even a loud snort from the Marquis on the step can really do much to ruin the atmosphere.
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The shadowy figure on the stair advances yet closer. He's nearly within arm's length now and the shadow of the stairwell has stripped back just enough for the moonlight to catch on the boy's high forehead and long, straight nose, to glint in the pitch of his dark eyes. His smile is both very patient and very keen. Click, clack, whisper the scrape of his long sharp fingernails against one another.
"Of course, there's a chance you might be right. You might be able to get rid of me. I might not be able to touch you at all, Nathaniel. But maybe you don't have the right anymore. Maybe you'll say the words and we'll both still be here. What do you think will happen then, I wonder?"
It's all terribly, delightfully grim. Not even a loud snort from the Marquis on the step can really do much to ruin the atmosphere.