LUDO
”L.” Ludo fired off another letter automatically and without missing a beat. Whether or not that was because it wanted to win, or it wanted to complete the hangman... well, they would find out. Shuffling forward a bit, as if to get a better look, it glanced up to Remi. ”Good,” it said softly, suddenly, responding to thought and feeling. ”It should feel uncomfortable, to look at this.” It proved that regardless of Remi’s role in Ludo’s machinations, he was still affected by death and pain.Snorting, it propped an elbow on its knee and cupped its pale chin in an ink-tipped palm. ”I suppose that is true, sweetling. Tell me of your storms, then. You have chosen now to come and see me. This is not arbitrary.”
