// smile like you mean it //
“It is not nonsense.” The butcher hums with all the air of offense that she still considers it as such. “Come now, did you not enjoy our outing?” He asks, tilting his horned head as his dark honeyed gaze glints with a challenge. After all, she’d found a lovely blouse and found something that was lost, didn’t she?
Still, he sees the roll of her eyes and deflates some of the playful dramatics in lieu of the soft laugh that leaves him. “Ah yes, do tell if that ever changes.” A fiery one like her he imagines might have some prospects eventually, if she let her guard down once in a while.
But the butcher has the shell to test out, and his surprise is evident even as Thalassa seems entirely pleased. And when she explains that an uppity science idiot had corrected with the true reason for the sound of the ocean within the conch shell, Astaroth snorts a little and hands it up toward her. “I could be convinced it is one in the same. Are the waters of the ocean not the blood of the world?” He asks, before he starts to stand, a knee popping in the process he dutifully ignores as he brushes off the sand from his pant legs.
Still, he sees the roll of her eyes and deflates some of the playful dramatics in lieu of the soft laugh that leaves him. “Ah yes, do tell if that ever changes.” A fiery one like her he imagines might have some prospects eventually, if she let her guard down once in a while.
But the butcher has the shell to test out, and his surprise is evident even as Thalassa seems entirely pleased. And when she explains that an uppity science idiot had corrected with the true reason for the sound of the ocean within the conch shell, Astaroth snorts a little and hands it up toward her. “I could be convinced it is one in the same. Are the waters of the ocean not the blood of the world?” He asks, before he starts to stand, a knee popping in the process he dutifully ignores as he brushes off the sand from his pant legs.
Astaroth
// take a chance and you could seize it //
