[Oh hey, Laslow! There's your murderer Corrin, smiling, waving and jogging up to you like there's nothing the matter in the world.]
You're here! Gods but am I glad to see a friendly face.
[Fortunately for him; this isn't the Corrin who killed him. The first visual clue of this is that she's wearing her Nohrian Armor (in all it's glory) as she dashes to greet him. Her hair had been swept up into a bun to keep it off her neck as the petals fell, exposibg those peculiar ears of hers.
At her ankles, never more than a step away was her DTF Jakob, a white fluffy dog wearing a cravat and sporting wings and a tail. The DTF looked vaguely annoyed at Laslow being here.]
Seeing Pink
[Oh hey, Laslow! There's your murderer Corrin, smiling, waving and jogging up to you like there's nothing the matter in the world.]
You're here! Gods but am I glad to see a friendly face.
[Fortunately for him; this isn't the Corrin who killed him. The first visual clue of this is that she's wearing her Nohrian Armor (in all it's glory) as she dashes to greet him. Her hair had been swept up into a bun to keep it off her neck as the petals fell, exposibg those peculiar ears of hers.
At her ankles, never more than a step away was her DTF Jakob, a white fluffy dog wearing a cravat and sporting wings and a tail. The DTF looked vaguely annoyed at Laslow being here.]