leans in, closecloseclose, and whispers into his ear from behind:   "   boo !   "   jester doesn't particularly care if she succeeded in scaring them or not, looping one arm over heem's shoulders and grinning from ear to ear.   "   you look bored ! you know i can't have that.  "   she runs a finger down the side of their mask — no, muzzle, interesting choice — then tugs at the collar of heem's white shirt.   "   shame that you came all the way here like this and aren't having fun.   " / @pridefull — grahme lockheed














