I’d be the immediate forgiveness in Eurydice; Imagine being loved by me.
Whereas before Fox might have been trying to find an excuse not to be around the butcher (so sue him about it), his remark this time is borne of a desire not to be a nuisance, so as Asta advises that he will also be customising his choice, the hunter relaxes. "It's an excuse to stay inside out of the cold as well, I suppose," he adds with a soft laugh, glancing through the window to the chilly street outside. It will be snowing again soon, he can tell by the look of the sky.
Meliar draws Fox out of his reverie, the hunter glancing around to see the satchel, his pleasure and surprise evident in his soft inhale of breath. "It's perfect," he says, stepping to the counter and admiring the colour of the leather and the bright spray of embroidery in the initials. "Thank you - it's exactly what I was looking for. I'll take that along with the journal? Let me know what you need as payment and I can have it delivered in the next day or two."
Meliar draws Fox out of his reverie, the hunter glancing around to see the satchel, his pleasure and surprise evident in his soft inhale of breath. "It's perfect," he says, stepping to the counter and admiring the colour of the leather and the bright spray of embroidery in the initials. "Thank you - it's exactly what I was looking for. I'll take that along with the journal? Let me know what you need as payment and I can have it delivered in the next day or two."
Fox Sinclair
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
