It's a moment before there's the sound of movement on the other side of the door. After a beat he pulls the door open, and a myriad of scents waft out on warm, slightly smoky air. He blinks, puzzled that anyone would be on his doorstep, before shaking off that confusion.
"Seras," he says, a slight smile twitching at the corners of his mouth at her presence, fighting with the worry that crosses the rest of his face. "Are... Are you okay? Ah, come in."
He steps back so that she can step inside.
The room is rather dimly lit with lamps and dominated by a giant conglomeration of pillows and cushions and blankets, decorative cloths and faerie lights. Pungent smoke rises lazily from something on a low table almost within that construction.
Bruno, himself, looks a bit different, more human than Pooka in appearance, though his ears and teeth give it away.
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"Seras," he says, a slight smile twitching at the corners of his mouth at her presence, fighting with the worry that crosses the rest of his face. "Are... Are you okay? Ah, come in."
He steps back so that she can step inside.
The room is rather dimly lit with lamps and dominated by a giant conglomeration of pillows and cushions and blankets, decorative cloths and faerie lights. Pungent smoke rises lazily from something on a low table almost within that construction.
Bruno, himself, looks a bit different, more human than Pooka in appearance, though his ears and teeth give it away.