Even Ragdoll felt that crack, and the loss would almost be unpleasant if it weren't for Meister joining the new song. The better one, if he did say so himself.

That elbow to the chest was fairly satisfying to watch, and Ragdoll moved out of his crouch as Billy ran straight to him, hooking an arm around his neck and swinging up to wrap around him when they impacted. Monkey-like, comfortable, and affectionate.

"Hello, William."

Then the acolyte was speaking again. And really, was there a way to tell him how terribly wrong he was? "I think you'll find that's untrue." William was his, after all; that was the whole point. Hadn't they been paying attention?

He sings more quietly again, since Billy is close enough that he can easily hear him. "It's too late, now's the date, when the world became unfurled..."