"Young Master… stay where you at. I will make you an immortal in this painting."
Little Jean didn't understand what Mattew said about 'Immortal,' but he just shrugged it off and then sitting obediently, staring at Matthew, who started sketching before he drew.
Little Jean saw that Matthew's raven eyes darkened few times. He got curious and asked, "Matthew, your eyes are very dark!"
Matthew smiled and continued sketching, "So I can see you better, Young Master."
"Un, I see…." Little Jean hummed. He then saw Matthew's nails grew into dark, sharp claws, and then he asked again, "Matthew, your nails are so sharp? Is that part of your magic?"
"No, Young Master, it's just so I can feel you better…."
[Ok, that one doesn't make sense, yo~]
[Pupa: Why are you asking anyway? Isn't it obvious that he's starting to get overtaken by his desire?]
[Hey, I was just trying to create some conversation. What's wrong with that?]
