[There is something in her wrist and fingers which tightens as he takes her hand - not balking precisely, but certainly sharpening even as Ribbon, who is very clever indeed but who must rather like being showered in compliments, grudgingly unwinds herself and slithers across the pathway joined for her benefit.]
Not into the sleeve, if you please. [is a very brisk instruction to the serpent, who has made immediate designs on slipping back under Wysteria's cuff.
Instead, the little snake loops idly over top of it, blinking her bead black eyes at Val as if to say 'Le sigh.']
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Not into the sleeve, if you please. [is a very brisk instruction to the serpent, who has made immediate designs on slipping back under Wysteria's cuff.
Instead, the little snake loops idly over top of it, blinking her bead black eyes at Val as if to say 'Le sigh.']