Asleif had adopted mortal guise today, for appearances sake if nothing else.
Today was a day to be spent with a... friend. The word rolled strangely through her mind. First her inexplicable desire to see to the safety and happiness of the small mortal, now she was pursuing relationships that did not add to her power, her knowledge, or her pleasure. More importantly, she realized she actually was looking forward to the experience in spite of that.
What was happening to her?
Still, she did have to make an entrance, appearing in a puff of smoke.
"Greetings, Vincent," she said.
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