[This is probably one of the scariest things he's done in awhile, but as the reality sets in that his eyes aren't doing what they should be doing, the wave of relief that crashes into him leaves Emil choking out a laugh. It's a messy but pure sound, one that rings as he squeezes his friend's hand, overcome with joy.
His eyes aren't cursed anymore. Somehow, this place has freed him from that dark, twisted magic. He's beside himself, cheeks pink, pale skin flushed and hot as violet eyes open even wider, studying every detail of what he sees before him, lest it really is too good to be true and something happens.]
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His eyes aren't cursed anymore. Somehow, this place has freed him from that dark, twisted magic. He's beside himself, cheeks pink, pale skin flushed and hot as violet eyes open even wider, studying every detail of what he sees before him, lest it really is too good to be true and something happens.]
You're...you're so cool!