you see right through the lies in my eyes, and it's all underneath
if you take the time to scratch the surface,
if you take the time to scratch the surface,
She won’t lose him. He’ll be the thorn in her side that she wishes she could rid herself of, yet still remain. So when she says that she told Maea that, a low hum is all that’s offered for the consensus, for the dark vow the butcher promises Thal. One that will continue as her next worry fills the small expense of air between them.
His tail flicks idly, the ashen spaded tip brushing against the lava rock. “I will be fine whether she does or does not.” Though a worm of a thought starts to creep in, of whether or not he might take Maea up on the offer of her ‘apology’ if only so he can maybe convince her to shut up about it. The only one making it a threat to their race was her and her loose lips, anyway.
He feels her shoulders shrug beneath his embrace, even though he keeps them just as tight. “She does, yes. She has this innate ability to manipulate your words to say exactly the things you do not mean.” He sighs heavily, rolling his eyes a little despite how she likely wouldn’t be able to see it with how they’re angled. Instead, he tilts his head after, the chains on his antlered horns clinking lightly against the gemstone they’re made of. “Then she shall remain alone. You, in comparison, have gained since then, yes? You have me. Danta.” He hums the last part with a small smile. “Who was a fan of the echo shark adventure, as far as I heard.” He squeezes her shoulders lightly again before loosening his hold a fraction, rubbing his hand along her shoulder again, soothingly.
She isn’t alone, despite losing Maea’s friendship.
His tail flicks idly, the ashen spaded tip brushing against the lava rock. “I will be fine whether she does or does not.” Though a worm of a thought starts to creep in, of whether or not he might take Maea up on the offer of her ‘apology’ if only so he can maybe convince her to shut up about it. The only one making it a threat to their race was her and her loose lips, anyway.
He feels her shoulders shrug beneath his embrace, even though he keeps them just as tight. “She does, yes. She has this innate ability to manipulate your words to say exactly the things you do not mean.” He sighs heavily, rolling his eyes a little despite how she likely wouldn’t be able to see it with how they’re angled. Instead, he tilts his head after, the chains on his antlered horns clinking lightly against the gemstone they’re made of. “Then she shall remain alone. You, in comparison, have gained since then, yes? You have me. Danta.” He hums the last part with a small smile. “Who was a fan of the echo shark adventure, as far as I heard.” He squeezes her shoulders lightly again before loosening his hold a fraction, rubbing his hand along her shoulder again, soothingly.
She isn’t alone, despite losing Maea’s friendship.
Astaroth
i'll show you where the hurt is
