Date: 2009-03-09 03:29 am (UTC)
Something flickered in his eyes at the sight of the flame, and any sort of cordial politeness that had been on his face quickly vanished into a cold fury. "Then what use are you?" he murmured, almost thoughtfully, and the shadows that had been dancing just in the corners of the room slid over the floor, walls, and ceiling at an alarming pace.

"Forgive me for intruding, but if you won't tell me those things yourself..." He gestured and the black fog raced forward to encircle Amy.
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