[He can't quite gauge her words, but gains their meaning all the same. Usually either in control or a blustering rage-filled monster, here Davy finds himself at an awkward impasse. He shrugs, slightly embarrassed with his token now that it's out in the open. Perhaps Sylvanas had wished to kill Arthas herself? Maybe he should have brought a weak and dying man to her door so that she could finish him off herself. Or maybe her feelings had changed in recent days and she'd come to an accord. He might have broken a peace.]
[Now wholly overwhelmed with doubt, he closes the box after Sylvanas removes the hair and places it cautiously atop her bureau, giving a slight noise in the back of his throat that might have been mistaken for an inquisitive apology]
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Date: 2013-12-08 04:15 pm (UTC)[Now wholly overwhelmed with doubt, he closes the box after Sylvanas removes the hair and places it cautiously atop her bureau, giving a slight noise in the back of his throat that might have been mistaken for an inquisitive apology]