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Meh Reh 
"I find the outdoors is where you can truly be yourself."
Not that she was hinting at anything, really. Just a place for them to let go, show who they are if they wanted, a place to just be open. There was nothing to hold you back when you were outside - anyone could be free. Where the thoughts captivated the mind to explore other realms of creativity, understanding, and whatever else came across the mind.
Shadows didn't bother him. Oh really now?
"If the shadows don't bother you, why are you retreating from them now? If they hide you, why are you stepping away from your comfort zone?"
She was challenging him. What really made him act the way he did? She knew he had a secret, and it wasn't going to be fed. Oh well, she might as well have fun along the way.
As he stepped closer, she did as well. Not too close, of course, but close enough to be in his shadow if she wanted. So, testing out her theory, she walked close enough to him as if to hug him, then stopped. She studied him up close, then walked to his side, and around to his back. Her head was by his shoulder, facing the same way he was.
"You put on this front as if I'm supposed to be scared of you. You're sadly mistaken, Mister Darkk. I am rarely frightened," she half whispered as she stood beside him to see what kind of comfort the shadows gave.
Irial turned his head slightly as she stood close to him. He could feel her body warmth, she was that close. He resisted the urge to move away, and merely looked at her. Studied her once more.
"I am not retreating from them," he stated simply. "Just enticing you to come to the shadows with me." His purple eyes glittered as he looked at her. "And it seems as though you were enticed indeed. Since you are now standing beside me."
There was a look of quiet triumph in his eyes for just a moment, then she spoke again. She thought he expected her to be frightened of him?
"I can be quite frightening if I choose, my dear girl," he whispered, his voice low and sultry now. It wrapped around her like a velvet shroud. "As it so happens, you haven't seen nearly the worst of me." Irial shifted so he was standing directly in front of her and he stepped closer, so they were nearly touching. He ignored the students who were shouting in the far end of the hall, his attention fully on Karma.
"Fortunately for you, and the rest of the students in this school, they'll not see the worst of me."