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He can’t help but to look up when he sensed the incoming presence, his eyes falling on Matthew’s face as the other approached him. “Please Matthy, spare me from having to listen to your lecture too. I think I had enough by now.” Regulus sighed somewhat defeatedly before resorting back to try and tie his hair which had somehow grown longer after the fight.

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Matthew had witnessed the spell hit Regulus in the back and it amused her to no end. Someone had already hit her with the same gender switching one that he had been hit with before, so being in this female form was not something that was new for her. It was, in fact, something she found rather amusing and actually enjoyed. It seemed that she struck a terror in a lot of people’s hearts, especially like this.

“Don’t you look gorgeous today, my friend,” she said as she sidled up to Regulus in her new form as she was huffing to herself. “Don’t be like that. It’s rather fun being female.”

He was mentally making some disapproving comments of his choice of clothing when he was pulled away from his chain of thoughts by someone sidling up to him. Looking over at the other, a little shamelessly too while he was doing so, the pout he was adorning earlier slowly changed into a bright grin next accompanied by a spark of recognition in his eyes. He chuckled briefly and crossed his arms over his chest slightly. “Well it is rather fun yes, but they could have at least let me choose this form instead of forcing it on me.”

Ever since Regulus’ appearance in the Undercroft, Matthew had made it a point to visit. Knowing that his old mentor and fellow fallen angel was in the castle had him wanting to check up on him, even if the man did not remember who he was. This time, he brought a small bottle of shampoo for him which he pulled out of his pocket when he stepped up to where Regulus was lounging on a cot.

“I thought you might appreciate this,” he said as he placed it in the other man’s hand.

Ever since they had been reunited, Regulus swore he had found himself somehow strangely more attuned to Matthew’s presence; being able to detect the other Fallen before he came into his sight. It was probably something to do with whatever bond they used to had before, trying hard to patch itself up. His memories of them spending time together back then were still pretty much all over the places but he was getting there, Regulus had been so sure of it; being able to at least caught a glimpse (more of quick flashes really) of a pair of wide eyes that occasionally appeared whenever he tried to make an effort to remember.