Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-30014014-20190109174952

He watches her for a brief moment, unable to help himself with a fleeting smile. Fortunately for him, his shroud now inhabited all but his eyes, securing shelter for his reddened cheeks.

Not to mention that this manner is which he sleeps by. Cloaked and hidden...well, cloaked here. The hood closes in on his eye, camouflaging what remnants of human feature Prad has “Good night”.

His head lowers as he prepares to be driven to the dream of his mind.