Matthew... [Morpheus blows out a breath, a little impatient but clearly trying to hide it as best he can for his familiar's sake.] I'm fine. [He looks over at Stella, feeling the warmth of her fingers on his face. He gives her a nod, too.] I'm well. Everything just feels more... real in a way.
Think my work here is done, then. [Death gives him a smile, and Stella she leans over to kiss her cheek goodbye.] Have fun. Call me if you run into any trouble. Don't do most of the things I would do. [With a wink she vanishes unless Stella stops her.]
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Date: 2023-12-30 06:40 pm (UTC)Nothing hurts, does it?
No, nothing hurts.
What about tingles?
No.
Itches?
Matthew... [Morpheus blows out a breath, a little impatient but clearly trying to hide it as best he can for his familiar's sake.] I'm fine. [He looks over at Stella, feeling the warmth of her fingers on his face. He gives her a nod, too.] I'm well. Everything just feels more... real in a way.
Think my work here is done, then. [Death gives him a smile, and Stella she leans over to kiss her cheek goodbye.] Have fun. Call me if you run into any trouble. Don't do most of the things I would do. [With a wink she vanishes unless Stella stops her.]