Nad was a bit surprised at how she reacted. She uses this to scare off any predators…yet the little girl seems excited to see her ugly features. The banshee slowly closed her mouth, making sure not to take the girl’s finger or anything.
"It doesn’t hurt at all…but feeling my jaw unhinge can be a bit uncomfortable,” she replied. She was suddenly silent for a minute, before she decided to speak up again, “I can also do this,” Nad muttered before having her eyes suddenly glow a bright red, them almost bulging.
the banshee’s shame at her own monstrous features –a form of repentance
that she herself will never understand– is like the disappearance of a miracle,
and the young demon finds herself sighing in temporary disappointment,
robbed of yet another chance to gawk and jeer. the second movement,
however, catches her off-guard, and she falters when enormous rubies of
eyes swell and pulse, as if with some kind of deformed life.
rather than showing surprise, or, god forbid, fear, at a display of such
grotesque anatomy she folds her arms and taps her foot ’pon the ground, flat
soles clicking softly against rough stone.
”That’s not so bad, y'know.
Pretty cool, still. But, hey.
You wanna see what Poemi
can do ?“