[ wolfwood is startled by the sudden appearance, even if the kid's oblivious to it. he flinches, looking not unlike a cat with its fur rumpled. ]
Jeez, warn a guy, wouldja? No 'stranger danger' in ya, I guess... [ his gaze flicks between the pumpkin, the kid-- wow, funny eye color-- and back to the pumpkin. he tips it back, and painted across the base of it is a sentence. carve a pumpkin with a stranger. wolfwood raises his brows and shrugs. ]
Huh. Well, there's no such thing as wanderin' spirits, but-- y'wanna give it a try? [ he pulls a tiny pocket knife, more a whittling blade than anything, from his suit jacket and waggles it. it's been two minutes and he's already getting kids to play with knives... ]
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Jeez, warn a guy, wouldja? No 'stranger danger' in ya, I guess... [ his gaze flicks between the pumpkin, the kid-- wow, funny eye color-- and back to the pumpkin. he tips it back, and painted across the base of it is a sentence. carve a pumpkin with a stranger. wolfwood raises his brows and shrugs. ]
Huh. Well, there's no such thing as wanderin' spirits, but-- y'wanna give it a try? [ he pulls a tiny pocket knife, more a whittling blade than anything, from his suit jacket and waggles it. it's been two minutes and he's already getting kids to play with knives... ]