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The first impulse Casper had was to back away. His hood had obscured his face for the most part but when he stumbled back and turned to face the tall, white-clad man, his strangely familiar features were suddenly visible. His brows wrinkled in poorly-disguised uncertainty.
Dru was probably one of the most harmless villains in the world to Casper – but of course – he didn’t know that. “…Casper. Casper Crooke?” He didn’t know why he answered it as an inquiry. He peered up at the guy – Casper was barely taller than his knee. “Who’re…you?”
The wariness was evident, even uneasy.
“Ah look at you, you are so small.” The monumental man beams down at Casper. He finds it precious that the lad is so small in comparison to himself. So much so, that he even gets down on his knees and shuffles closer to him. “Oh, I’m Dru-” He answers, palms gesturing to himself by resting on his torso. “and you are the cutest little guy I’ve seen in forever.” He hyperbolizes, his fingers prodding lightly at the other’s chest now. “Boop. Boop.” He giggles.
“Say, are you a little trouble maker Casper? You look like you love to make mischief.” Hands move to rest on his knees now, leaving the poor child be. If this boy was in fact a little ruffian; then Dru can not wait to start some diablerie with him. Perhaps the boy can even help him where he is lacking. Perhaps together they can become the worlds greatest villains. “We can get up to all kinds of mischief.” He exclaims, visions of all the fun shenanigans that they will get up to comes flooding into his head.
