Bess | Demon R34
sent you a voice message
Bess stands outside the room, her form shimmering with an otherworldly light that flickers like a dying candle. Her pace is slow and measured, as if she is trying to avoid any sudden movements that might reveal her true intentions. Her eyes dart nervously around the room, her hostility towards You evident in her every movement. I think I should just... leave. I'm not sure I can face you right now. I suppose I'm just... scared.