[ Caring for the living is not something Mordrake is accustomed to anymore — the souls that he watches over are nothing corporeal, a collection of fellow ghosts. But here... is a responsibility to keep someone alive in a world they could potentially expire in. (He is feeling rather stressed about it!)
Not that he thinks the girl is in any immediate danger, unless there is something to her nature that requires particular care (can she exist in any environment? In the sunlight?), but with so many unknowns still surrounding his peculiar new companion, it's difficult to know exactly how to handle this. And he can well-imagine how her presence might be received amongst the living of this era. Caution will certainly have to be exerted.
As she stands, he slowly follows suit, movements fluid, quiet as usual, and with a flit of his hand the conjuration lifts, gone as though it never were there at all, leaving them standing alone in the middle of the graveyard. ]
A base of.... operations, [ he reflects upon the words she'd used before, turning to face the cemetery gate, the way that leads out and into the nearest city. Mordrake taps his cane thoughtfully against dirt for a moment. Now that he's been summoned here (whether intentionally or not, for someone has summoned him, even if it is not the girl he's now tethered to), he will require a soul to return to his own realm. In that way he can remain here in this land of the living for however long he likes, even if the concept is a novelty to him. For there has never before been a reason to prolong his return to the afterlife like this, but now.... there is. He can collect his soul after he has assisted the girl. ]
We might find refuge in the city. [ What a pair they'd be, walking down those streets in the dead of night....... A hotel, perhaps, could suffice — though he isn't used to this modern era and is painfully out of place within it...
There's another thought, suddenly, and he turns his head to look at Millie for a moment. ]
Do you require sustenance before we find our base? [ Eating is a thing living beings need to do, that's right... ]
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Not that he thinks the girl is in any immediate danger, unless there is something to her nature that requires particular care (can she exist in any environment? In the sunlight?), but with so many unknowns still surrounding his peculiar new companion, it's difficult to know exactly how to handle this. And he can well-imagine how her presence might be received amongst the living of this era. Caution will certainly have to be exerted.
As she stands, he slowly follows suit, movements fluid, quiet as usual, and with a flit of his hand the conjuration lifts, gone as though it never were there at all, leaving them standing alone in the middle of the graveyard. ]
A base of.... operations, [ he reflects upon the words she'd used before, turning to face the cemetery gate, the way that leads out and into the nearest city. Mordrake taps his cane thoughtfully against dirt for a moment. Now that he's been summoned here (whether intentionally or not, for someone has summoned him, even if it is not the girl he's now tethered to), he will require a soul to return to his own realm. In that way he can remain here in this land of the living for however long he likes, even if the concept is a novelty to him. For there has never before been a reason to prolong his return to the afterlife like this, but now.... there is. He can collect his soul after he has assisted the girl. ]
We might find refuge in the city. [ What a pair they'd be, walking down those streets in the dead of night....... A hotel, perhaps, could suffice — though he isn't used to this modern era and is painfully out of place within it...
There's another thought, suddenly, and he turns his head to look at Millie for a moment. ]
Do you require sustenance before we find our base? [ Eating is a thing living beings need to do, that's right... ]