[ Bouncing around on moon shoes is kind of whimsical, but not the same way in which making letters appear in the air or transfiguring paper airplanes into birds is whimsical. Mostly it's whimsical in the way that someone is always going to bounce around too much and end up with a mouthful of dirt and grass, skinned elbows and bruised kneecaps. Lyle springs immediately to mind.
She leans in conspiratorially, looking up at Severus from under her brow, and finishes the thought that she'd had a moment ago. ]
And then they eat each other. Space cannibals.
[ Apparently following the previous conversation, she is incapable of bringing anything remotely serious to the table. ]
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She leans in conspiratorially, looking up at Severus from under her brow, and finishes the thought that she'd had a moment ago. ]
And then they eat each other. Space cannibals.
[ Apparently following the previous conversation, she is incapable of bringing anything remotely serious to the table. ]