↳ mister ↰:

“Go?” Cecil tilted his head in though, before beaming brightly (well, brighter then before). “In that case, right in my hand! Careful not to put them point down; I don’t fancy getting blood all over my clothes today, haha!”

↳ ♫ ↰ She nodded, and within a second, the needles disappeared from her hand and reappeared horizontally half an inch above his. They fell with a clang, gathering in his palm. “Is that okay?” She wasn’t sure what sort of reaction to expect aside from the fact that he seemed happy about something.