Fool me once, fool me twice
Are you death or paradise?
Are you death or paradise?
"You could say that again." And again. And again. They could say it until they turned to stone, and it wouldn't change a thing. Thal had learned it the hard way, but she's starting to get it. The violet lean of her thoughts helps with that, making her care just a little less about preserving such a friendship.
His flicking tail and subsequent groan are not what she wants to hear. Having been too busy with her job (if that's what piracy can be called) to attend the party, Thal is suddenly very angry she missed it. A growling hiss bubbles from her chest, a searing heat of anger that carries to her eyes as she looks to Asta. "Seriously?! I hope you slapped her. Hard." Even if he didn't, she'd settle for a stern word or two. Something to put Maea in her place.
Rolling her eyes, she shifts a little closer as they walk to provide that unspoken support that always seems to exist between them. "How bad was it? Did she lament about her past or beg your forgiveness?"
His flicking tail and subsequent groan are not what she wants to hear. Having been too busy with her job (if that's what piracy can be called) to attend the party, Thal is suddenly very angry she missed it. A growling hiss bubbles from her chest, a searing heat of anger that carries to her eyes as she looks to Asta. "Seriously?! I hope you slapped her. Hard." Even if he didn't, she'd settle for a stern word or two. Something to put Maea in her place.
Rolling her eyes, she shifts a little closer as they walk to provide that unspoken support that always seems to exist between them. "How bad was it? Did she lament about her past or beg your forgiveness?"
Now you'll never see me cry
There's just no time to die
There's just no time to die
Thalassa
