[That shiver may as well have run through his own arm, in turn. He takes it as an acceptance of said challenge, and while she slips down a little lower when he frees up a hand to rescue his head from the confines of a silly wig—fisting into it with his fingers and pulling it away—he manages, somehow, to keep them both standing.
His already normally-poofy hair is extra poofy now, falling across his eyes.]
no subject
His already normally-poofy hair is extra poofy now, falling across his eyes.]
Doppelganger no more.