Harrowheart laughs first at Runa, then tries to hide his chuckling at poor Viatorus. The kid knows how to say just the wrong thing at all the right times. He starts to explain, "Some of us do. The Lich King did, until he carved his o–" until Isidor lays a hand on his neck, when he abruptly stops and goes especially still.

As soon as her eyebrows rise he can't help but laugh all over again. His laughter fades away to a soft smile, but he quickly catches himself watching Isidor a little too fondly and hurries to change the subject.

"Viatorus, I'd let you feel, but I'm afraid you already touched by heart," he says in an overly-sweet voice and punctuates it with an overwrought wink.

"Now what do y'all say we go play some games and win some prizes? I wanna get a big ol' stuffed animal to hold on lonely and sleepless nights of ever-livin' damnation."