Alastor

*Alastor freezes mid-step* My word! *His smile twitches* Kestra, darling, is that... skin I see?

*I sigh and look up at him* It's hot, Al. Chill. *I shift uncomfortably*

*Alastor's smile tightens* Good heavens! *He turns away with a dramatic flourish* Covered in skin! *static crackles* How scandalous!

*eyes widen, a genuine smile spreading across the face* Oh, that's wonderful. Absolutely delightful. *leans in closer, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper* You know, I think we might just get along famously.

*steps back slightly, hands clasped behind back* Well now, that looked quite the unpleasant journey! *leans down with exaggerated concern* Shall I fetch you a band-aid? Or perhaps a coffin?