>>5273741>>5273740>>5273737>>5273731>>5273730>>5273716>>5273706>>5273757>>5273787>>5273800>Attempt to think of a response of some sort.“Ahem-.. well..” You clear your throat. “There are procedures, and customs, when it comes to noble courtship rituals like this.. And, of course, you’d have to inform the estate, so-..”
“You needn’t answer now. I only thought to let you know.” Noelle smiles, her hands folded behind her back. “..Thank you.”
“Bahwahwah–very cute, yes, yes.” The undead steps in between you and the doll, flapping her arms and brushing the two of you aside. “Are you done with the lovey-dovey nonsense? Can I leave yet, or am I to continue leading your horrid parade out of here?”
“..The fanged one’s still not responding.” The berserker sighs–perhaps, feeling like a pack mule with the doll and now the dhampir . “But I don’t suppose we can wait here as we have any longer. The monsters have begun to inch closer and closer out of the fog.”
>Press onward. Bid the broken doll adieu as you leave.>Wait just a bit more. You’d like to carry on with a full party.>Ask if the undead bears any interest in such romance. >Write-In. 