the evidence is on my body
but I never complain
but I never complain
If the butcher was being honest, neither has he. And it’s something he can dwell on later when the thoughts of it flicker through his mind. “If you would prefer, I could inspect the library of the Grounds and see if there are any records there?” The offer is extended easily – not even with a deal or favor attached, solely due to how obsessed with the idea of Niki’s magic the butcher is.
Now, he is very astute as well, and he notices that while Niki doesn’t quite outwardly say he approves of the topic of testing it on humans, there’s the glint in the small smile he edges his way that has the butcher more or less understanding where he might be coming from, even as the poor sparrow begins to wane. He notices the way Niki seems paler for it, though, and he straightens up from where he’d bent a touch over his cane pressed into the snow to see it better, allowing his gaze to linger on the young man. “At any rate, I do believe you are quite imaginative.” He hums, wondering what even sparked the abandoned’s mind to let him try it in the first place.
It's another though to dwell on later, especially as the butcher ensures he’s got a good hold on the antlers in his hand. “Would you prefer company on the way back to your home? I am sure I will be able to find the stand afterwards.” But given how pale the other man looked, help might be beneficial – and given his excitement over the necromancy, well… The butcher decides this young man is an important one to keep an eye on.
Now, he is very astute as well, and he notices that while Niki doesn’t quite outwardly say he approves of the topic of testing it on humans, there’s the glint in the small smile he edges his way that has the butcher more or less understanding where he might be coming from, even as the poor sparrow begins to wane. He notices the way Niki seems paler for it, though, and he straightens up from where he’d bent a touch over his cane pressed into the snow to see it better, allowing his gaze to linger on the young man. “At any rate, I do believe you are quite imaginative.” He hums, wondering what even sparked the abandoned’s mind to let him try it in the first place.
It's another though to dwell on later, especially as the butcher ensures he’s got a good hold on the antlers in his hand. “Would you prefer company on the way back to your home? I am sure I will be able to find the stand afterwards.” But given how pale the other man looked, help might be beneficial – and given his excitement over the necromancy, well… The butcher decides this young man is an important one to keep an eye on.
Astaroth
i wear it as a lesson, a curse, and a blessing
