César can sense the vibrating and lets Dabi be. His steps are quick, and he moves through the village with ease. The only time he speaks is to say how long before the next turn and identify it from a distance. Dabi's probably beside himself.
César knows she suffered. Dabi's likely seen her body. Likely is thinking about it. They can't get there immediately, so César pipes up again, voice quietly and respectful of Dabi's mood, with little tidbits of her life here, easy to digest in Dabi's heightened state.
"She's been experimenting. Blouses and shirts, skirts, shoes, pants. Even a fantastic corset. And she'll be wearing a beautiful custom dress at Merrymeet." He pulls out a swatch of green fabric and holds it out to Dabi. "Just got fitted to match this. That green's really her color."
It's the only physical proof he has of Magne's existence here on his person, and Dabi needs it more than he does. He'll fall silent again unless Dabi has questions. All he can do now is bring him to Magne.
FAIR also I gotta sleep soon anyway
César can sense the vibrating and lets Dabi be. His steps are quick, and he moves through the village with ease. The only time he speaks is to say how long before the next turn and identify it from a distance. Dabi's probably beside himself.
César knows she suffered. Dabi's likely seen her body. Likely is thinking about it. They can't get there immediately, so César pipes up again, voice quietly and respectful of Dabi's mood, with little tidbits of her life here, easy to digest in Dabi's heightened state.
"She's been experimenting. Blouses and shirts, skirts, shoes, pants. Even a fantastic corset. And she'll be wearing a beautiful custom dress at Merrymeet." He pulls out a swatch of green fabric and holds it out to Dabi. "Just got fitted to match this. That green's really her color."
It's the only physical proof he has of Magne's existence here on his person, and Dabi needs it more than he does. He'll fall silent again unless Dabi has questions. All he can do now is bring him to Magne.