The siren's characteristic musical laughter bounced off the walls and filled the room like so many bubbles, refusing to leave the stage and sacrifice his height advantage. On a good day he was six foot four, he liked being taller.
He was used to it.
"Come on up on stage an' dance with me, chief!" Still magic in the tone, it wasn't lying if he just didn't address it after all. Having a soul meant freedom of will.
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The siren's characteristic musical laughter bounced off the walls and filled the room like so many bubbles, refusing to leave the stage and sacrifice his height advantage. On a good day he was six foot four, he liked being taller.
He was used to it.
"Come on up on stage an' dance with me, chief!" Still magic in the tone, it wasn't lying if he just didn't address it after all. Having a soul meant freedom of will.
Freedom to be just as stupid as he wanted to be!
"Just one dance, c'mon!"