"Then we will make one. In time for the wedding, so he can attend even if he isn't here," Fox says, the decision easily made, and he leans in to press a soft kiss to her forehead. Slipping his arms around her properly and leaning back against one of the wooden beams supporting the porch, clearly Fox isn't in much of a rush either to go parading into The Sparkbird's Nest. (Definitely not because he doesn't want to give Asta further credit for having good taste, not at all).
Scoffing to hear she'd like to run into his brother, Fox nods back to her. "Believe me, he'd probably love to meet you too," he says. "I can only say what I remember - time and being Ascended might have changed him. But he was certainly a ladies' man when I knew him last." Grinning despite himself, he lets out an almost wistful sigh. "His heart was always in the right place though. He was generous, outgoing, maybe a bit of a troublemaker. He really wanted to live life, you know?"
Scoffing to hear she'd like to run into his brother, Fox nods back to her. "Believe me, he'd probably love to meet you too," he says. "I can only say what I remember - time and being Ascended might have changed him. But he was certainly a ladies' man when I knew him last." Grinning despite himself, he lets out an almost wistful sigh. "His heart was always in the right place though. He was generous, outgoing, maybe a bit of a troublemaker. He really wanted to live life, you know?"
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
