I am well, thank you. Perhaps a little burdened with that feeling of missing a lover, but nothing I cannot handle. (/chuckles, shaking his head) I am very much formal this way since it was how I was raised by the world the past two centuries. Unfortunately, I drop formality at a certain point in acquaintanceship, and I'm sad to say I'm not like this at all. (/he gestures to himself now and smiles, before bowing his head) A daughter of Death itself, or a messenger, if I may ask?
Thus appears to be quite a pity, I’m afraid. The inability to find another, such a troublesome thing. {` digits that met the other, as the blade of her fingers met the other in a slight frown that formed along those tiers } I must admit, that appears to be almost a wonderful thing to some extent, that you are such an interesting persona in regards to modern society. {` lips protruded outwards, a small nod nonetheless, before her poise lowered and she coaxed her head to one side } No need to apologize, though it is a rhetorical sense. } It depends on what you wish to believe, my dear. Do you believe that I am one, but the other and not exactly neither or both?




