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[nishtha]

Emmrich, then.

[ It's not entirely conscious, taught to him young and still a habit all through his years as grub in the shadows and Master of the Coven. Control, at the core, no more difficult than holding a pose for hours for an artist and his visiting patron. Always ready to serve, to please, to offer a beautiful object for the wandering eye or hand. He can no more stop himself from doing it than he can stop himself needing blood to drink. Useful for the hunting vampire and for the lonely boy who smiles softly at being allowed to call the necromancer by his name.

He glances around, taking in the room, as if just now becoming aware of his intrusion into a private space. ]

I should leave you to your evening. And I will look forward to calling on you again. Goodnight, Emmrich.

[ A bow, and a blink -- and, with shameless theatricality, he's gone, as if he was never there at all. ]