I’d be the immediate forgiveness in Eurydice; Imagine being loved by me.
Smiling across to Meliar but not opting to interrupt him again, Fox gives his full attention to Astaroth once more. And despite still feeling that unease - that overwhelming sensation that he stands not before a man but a monster - the butcher's actions have only matched his gilded words so far, and he has no choice but to find himself a fraction more comfortable in his presence. "I hope so," he says of the satchel that makes up the bulk of Kiada's gift, before he reaches forward to select one of the soft, leatherbound journals as an extra addition, setting it on Meliar's counter.
"Oh?" Fox doesn't know why it's surprising to hear that Asta has a partner, but his eyebrows raise a touch. The statement seems to make him more real, coupled with the soft pride in his voice and the delicately crafted valet tray in his hands. "A very thoughtful gift," he agrees, another smile on his face without permission. "You don't have to wait for my item to be finished, by the way. I wouldn't want to keep you from the rest of your day."
"Oh?" Fox doesn't know why it's surprising to hear that Asta has a partner, but his eyebrows raise a touch. The statement seems to make him more real, coupled with the soft pride in his voice and the delicately crafted valet tray in his hands. "A very thoughtful gift," he agrees, another smile on his face without permission. "You don't have to wait for my item to be finished, by the way. I wouldn't want to keep you from the rest of your day."
Fox Sinclair
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
