[Easy right? Her hand clasps around his, granting him a firm but not too forceful handshake.
This is the part where the atmosphere imperceptibly shifts, right? Where every shadow in the room grows longer and darker? That would be expected after striking a deal with a Devil, after all. But no, nothing of the sort. She releases his hand, and nothing changes.
(Well, except for maybe the slight tingling sensation of another tattoo being borne onto his skin, somewhere.)]
Then we're both bound in contract. I'm all yours, Warren.
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This is the part where the atmosphere imperceptibly shifts, right? Where every shadow in the room grows longer and darker? That would be expected after striking a deal with a Devil, after all. But no, nothing of the sort. She releases his hand, and nothing changes.
(Well, except for maybe the slight tingling sensation of another tattoo being borne onto his skin, somewhere.)]
Then we're both bound in contract. I'm all yours, Warren.