[He smiles, watching the younger spirit's caution towards the Nightmare. He lifts his hand and the Nightmare dissapates, the sand returning to Pitch's hand, disappearing into his 'sleeve' in which he dusts off.]
I'm seen here. I'm heard here. What I didn't expect was to see one of Manny's lap dogs here. [Pitch narrows his eyes, his shadow shifting , falling upon Jack himself.]
Why should I explain anything to you? [He points to his staff.] Besides, you shouldn't have weapons on school grounds.
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[He smiles, watching the younger spirit's caution towards the Nightmare. He lifts his hand and the Nightmare dissapates, the sand returning to Pitch's hand, disappearing into his 'sleeve' in which he dusts off.]
I'm seen here. I'm heard here. What I didn't expect was to see one of Manny's lap dogs here. [Pitch narrows his eyes, his shadow shifting , falling upon Jack himself.]
Why should I explain anything to you? [He points to his staff.] Besides, you shouldn't have weapons on school grounds.