Lev/Lyubov laughs, as much at the gesture as at Mairi's initial bemusement.
"Monarchy is just like, toxic," they say, cheerily. "And I do not hold like those who say that death's a just comeuppance. They ought to live and be made reckon with the damage they have inflicted!"
Mairi's appearance does not faze them at all; they just assume she's like them—a nephil—and either prefers to show herself like this, or got stuck that way when rising from the Pale at some point. They could, after all, with great effort hide the eye in the middle of their forehead, the one what shines like a star. They just don't put that effort in, because they like how it looks.
Re: Arrival
Lev/Lyubov laughs, as much at the gesture as at Mairi's initial bemusement.
"Monarchy is just like, toxic," they say, cheerily. "And I do not hold like those who say that death's a just comeuppance. They ought to live and be made reckon with the damage they have inflicted!"
Mairi's appearance does not faze them at all; they just assume she's like them—a nephil—and either prefers to show herself like this, or got stuck that way when rising from the Pale at some point. They could, after all, with great effort hide the eye in the middle of their forehead, the one what shines like a star. They just don't put that effort in, because they like how it looks.