Why is a bird touching her face and drawing on her.
If she was confused earlier, the state of her mind has now jumped to straight-up "this is too bizarre for processing, please try again later" territory. All questioning thoughts with regard to the creaking noise grant her complete leave, replaced by preoccupation with his close presence and actions.
Shoddy metaphors aside, her eyes widen in astonishment. While she would like to struggle (that ink better not be permanent...), it remains the sole action allowed her.
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Why is a bird touching her face and drawing on her.
If she was confused earlier, the state of her mind has now jumped to straight-up "this is too bizarre for processing, please try again later" territory. All questioning thoughts with regard to the creaking noise grant her complete leave, replaced by preoccupation with his close presence and actions.
Shoddy metaphors aside, her eyes widen in astonishment. While she would like to struggle (that ink better not be permanent...), it remains the sole action allowed her.