The Lady-deer leaned into the scratches, evidently not particularly caring about personhood and propriety in the face of assistance with the Tiny Pre-Antlers issue. Once the hand was removed, she shifted back. For a moment, she sat still and scrubbed her fingers behind her ears and up to her temples a few times. "Thanks," she said. "They're growing in and it itches like ********, sometimes I just headbutt things to scratch them, damn."
She sighed and let her hands drop into her lap. "I dunno," she said. "I'm worried about my brother. If the thing in my skin comes back, Alex is going to see what it really is, and... It doesn't sound like he's taking his powers very well."
Lady leaned bonelessly into the couch. "Probably you'd have to kill the body-snatcher," she said. "Or trick it into swapping back with me."
