-Nodding, slightly frightened of the situation- “I look pretty scary!” -Reaches up to touch her face and see if the white will come off but her hands are clean. Tenderly reaches out to touch his face- “Seems the magic anons are having fun for Halloween. There wasn’t even a time limit or condition on mine. What about you?”
[He shakes his head, and bends down a little so she can touch him] No, there wasn’t a limit on mine either. And … I’m scared about that. [As he reaches out to her, meaning to caress her cheek, his pale hand suddenly lengthens into a mass of black tendrils. He gasps, and starts to pull away, thinking she won’t want to be touched by those things.]
Jack Maple 