[He regards her silently for a moment, not particularly wanting to touch her. Most people - people? whatever she was - didn't come close enough to present the opportunity, so it was not usually a problem, but then again, this little creature isn't human. It makes it harder to judge the situation.
After a moment he reaches out and shakes the wing, his touch carefully light and brief, using little more than his fingertips, and hopes that she will not feel how cold they are.]
I shall take your word for it.
[Now that he's getting a handle on the situation, or at least can pretend that he is, his voice is warm and charming. Still, there is a hesitancy that lingers somewhere in his eyes.]
My name is Edward Cullen. And, provided Mao Mao comes soon, perhaps they he can help everyone get to... where they are supposed to be. I doubt it's here.
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After a moment he reaches out and shakes the wing, his touch carefully light and brief, using little more than his fingertips, and hopes that she will not feel how cold they are.]
I shall take your word for it.
[Now that he's getting a handle on the situation, or at least can pretend that he is, his voice is warm and charming. Still, there is a hesitancy that lingers somewhere in his eyes.]
My name is Edward Cullen. And, provided Mao Mao comes soon, perhaps they he can help everyone get to... where they are supposed to be. I doubt it's here.