// with our one foot in the grave //
He knows it gets under her skin – but he isn’t in the business of playing nice all of the time. And truthfully, he prefers to get his information unaltered from other opinions to create the biases around it. So, without giving her anything and letting her kick the stone, he continues to wander through the cavern, searching for plants of any sort in the deep crevices of the Climb, when her voice starts to echo through it.
He's a great listener, at least, because he waits to offer anything until she’s done – folding and fitting the information against what Dantalion had said, before he clicks his tongue and exhales a slow sigh. “Of course she would show. Regardless of whether or not she was not invited, the notice board posts were posted within the other regions, were they not?” He cocks his head this way and that, horns casting a long shadow as he calculates everything he’s figuring out.
But he does glance back down and over toward her with a raised brow. “You didn’t simply play along to keep the peace?” And instead, instigated it.
He's a great listener, at least, because he waits to offer anything until she’s done – folding and fitting the information against what Dantalion had said, before he clicks his tongue and exhales a slow sigh. “Of course she would show. Regardless of whether or not she was not invited, the notice board posts were posted within the other regions, were they not?” He cocks his head this way and that, horns casting a long shadow as he calculates everything he’s figuring out.
But he does glance back down and over toward her with a raised brow. “You didn’t simply play along to keep the peace?” And instead, instigated it.
Astaroth
// while the other one's kicking its way right down to hell //
