-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.]
Eyes widening in shock from seeing his hand transform, Katelynn instinctively reaches out for his hand without even thinking of being hurt by it. It’s Jack after all and she trusts him with her whole heart not to intentionally hurt her.
“Wow..” she whispered, fingers sliding along the tendrils. “Would it be..weird if I said that even like this you’re really handsome?” Her cheeks blossomed into a blush, nibbling on her lower lip.
It was so weird. His hand had changed shape, but he could still feel with it – more acutely than ever, in fact. When Katelynn’s fingers twined with his, he could feel her pulse and the electric impulses in her skin.
He watched the blush spread across her mask-like white face, and wished he could smile. “I d-don’t think I am, but you’re sweet to s-say so.” Not hesitating this time, he reached out and stroked one tendril down her cheek tenderly. “I know you’re as beautiful as ever."
Jack Maple 