"It's... it is," he says after he's taken a moment to register the changes. It's not just the forest that's changed, though, it's Nerium as well and he tries to figure out what that might mean. Everything is different and although Joel is still angry that his memory had been altered, he doesn't know what to say or do, not when there are so many things about this entire scenario that are all but unrecognizable.
His head tilts a little at the sight of the creature she's holding her hand out toward. "Is that a unicorn?"
He's a witch, he lives in a town filled with siren, his husband spent two weeks as a merman who had been granted legs, but there's still something about a unicorn that seems so unbelievable. Like it's one step too far.
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Date: 2015-05-19 11:15 pm (UTC)His head tilts a little at the sight of the creature she's holding her hand out toward. "Is that a unicorn?"
He's a witch, he lives in a town filled with siren, his husband spent two weeks as a merman who had been granted legs, but there's still something about a unicorn that seems so unbelievable. Like it's one step too far.