[Bell sighed, resigned. So this was what the mistletoe did to people it caught. He would have preferred it if Youth could have given him just a tad more space.] Yeah. You're Youth, I take it?
[Bushy brows, dark hair, dark eyes. He fit the description. He also almost fit the description of a young boy Bell had seen in his dream except...not quite. That didn't explain why it felt like they had met, though.]
[Written to Quicklog]
Please don't.
...
[Quicklog]
[Bell sighed, resigned. So this was what the mistletoe did to people it caught. He would have preferred it if Youth could have given him just a tad more space.] Yeah. You're Youth, I take it?
[Bushy brows, dark hair, dark eyes. He fit the description. He also almost fit the description of a young boy Bell had seen in his dream except...not quite. That didn't explain why it felt like they had met, though.]