[ She can't really argue with his assessment: it definitely was Dracula's Demon Castle, and the specter of its past life still hangs over it in many ways. They're all haunted by the past, and all the ways things went wrong. The vines, though, are proof that life endures, even in their absence. Nature had begun the arduous task of reclaiming the castle, and now the three of them are there to see it through, to make a home out of that imposing structure.
At his prompting, the pair of them take a seat on the castle steps, just a few scant inches apart. Her tail curls around behind him, not touching but forming a protective circle all the same. ]
It feels strange to be here without some quest to accomplish. I'm not sure what to do with myself, if I'm being honest.
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At his prompting, the pair of them take a seat on the castle steps, just a few scant inches apart. Her tail curls around behind him, not touching but forming a protective circle all the same. ]
It feels strange to be here without some quest to accomplish. I'm not sure what to do with myself, if I'm being honest.