Darkbloom
Storm King of Superheroes
Thomas steadies his breathing, certainly not indicative at all about beginning to spew off a little white lie. Or is it? Surely not. He had in fact been through quite the ordeal in the past few minutes. He disarms her concerns with a dazzling smile. "I would never! Besides..." He gestures in the direction of where Mitsuri walked. "That is not our Mitsuri. The Mitsuri we know is kind, timid and light hearted. I don't know who or what was speaking with her mouth, but it certainly wasn't our sweet Mitsuri." He rubs his back, wishing he had something like a back massage chair available. However, probably not something available on this flight.
AdrisNotHere
AdrisNotHere