Clockwork nods quickly, gently setting the demon-in-a-box aside. He has no idea what he'll do with it, but hell, the Inkwell's seen weirder.
He frowns as she wanders over to the cakes and starts poking at them. Good thing there's enough for everybody to get a slice. "It just makes us happy," he says, a little coolly. The temperature in the place may drop just a fraction of a degree. "An excuse to make merry with friends and family." You have no idea about looking forward to dying. You've never been on the other end of the madness you perpetuate.
And Mab may be ignoring the other inhabitants of the room, but they're certainly not ignoring her. At least one of the other Docs is keeping an eye on her. She hasn't done anything threatening yet, but they know how frightened Clockwork gets around Fae.
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Date: 2008-10-23 12:37 am (UTC)He frowns as she wanders over to the cakes and starts poking at them. Good thing there's enough for everybody to get a slice. "It just makes us happy," he says, a little coolly. The temperature in the place may drop just a fraction of a degree. "An excuse to make merry with friends and family." You have no idea about looking forward to dying. You've never been on the other end of the madness you perpetuate.
And Mab may be ignoring the other inhabitants of the room, but they're certainly not ignoring her. At least one of the other Docs is keeping an eye on her. She hasn't done anything threatening yet, but they know how frightened Clockwork gets around Fae.