[ He catches the moment in which the girl starts to reach for a weapon; he knows it well enough from the young Huntsmen and Huntresses who come to his school from... more unorthodox backgrounds. Or simply those with good instincts. From how uncomfortably she stands in his marble-floored foyer, he suspects a bit of both.
Willow says Vampire Slayer, and he feels only a twinge of concern. His issue is a temporary one, a whim of the town, and certainly not—
Then she looks at him, and, ah.
So this will be a problem. ]
Nothing so dramatic, rest assured. [ He shifts his grip on his walking cane, tips his head to her in acknowledgment of her obvious discomfort. ] You're entirely safe here.
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Willow says Vampire Slayer, and he feels only a twinge of concern. His issue is a temporary one, a whim of the town, and certainly not—
Then she looks at him, and, ah.
So this will be a problem. ]
Nothing so dramatic, rest assured. [ He shifts his grip on his walking cane, tips his head to her in acknowledgment of her obvious discomfort. ] You're entirely safe here.