Originally posted by Spidervlad
Dark closed his eyes as Trish stayed silent, about to fall asleep thinking that Trish wouldn't answer. As Trish talked, Dark opened his eyes and glanced back at her."Ah, I see. So you must be from a different world..." said Dark as he looked away from Trish and onto the ceiling.
"Interesting, interesting..." muttered Dark as he closed his eyes once again.
"Same world . . . Other side . . . Good night, Frodo"
She smiled at him, before tucking his blanket one more time, and gave the pillow a final nudge, before patting him on the stomach. She faded then once again, reappearing where she first sat, in front of the TV. She unmuted it and took back up her staff, placing it on her knees and was once again lost in the world of fiction. Of movies. In fascination.