Well, at least she wasn't panicking. A happy miniature Hellhound was much better than a distressed one. Regardless of her size, Valdis was potentially still stronger than him.
And, apparently, adorable. Devin was beginning to think he was not actually dealing with Valdis, but who she had been before. That was odd, given he had understood she had only become a Hellhound after being an angel. The Dreaming did stranger things than meld the two.
"I'm glad you think so," he replied, smiling a little at her behavior as he rubbed the back of his neck. What has he just gotten into? "Yes, I'm-- Devin." Oh, this was going to be awkward. "Do you mind my asking how old you are?"
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And, apparently, adorable. Devin was beginning to think he was not actually dealing with Valdis, but who she had been before. That was odd, given he had understood she had only become a Hellhound after being an angel. The Dreaming did stranger things than meld the two.
"I'm glad you think so," he replied, smiling a little at her behavior as he rubbed the back of his neck. What has he just gotten into? "Yes, I'm-- Devin." Oh, this was going to be awkward. "Do you mind my asking how old you are?"
He needed a benchmark here.