The world's a little blurry,
or maybe it's my eyes,
or maybe it's my eyes,
Her sharp smile is directed at Asta and his shadow, wicked delight making it bright. "I guess we'll just have to keep showing them how amazing it is." There's a double meaning that the Butcher probably won't see, one that she refuses to say aloud or acknowledge in her stubbornness. However, she can't ignore some of the recent benefits of either status, and Thal knows if someone asked, she'd be unable to argue against joining.
Asta's chuckle makes her grin, a devious awareness of her tendencies and reputation. She snags at the final piece of meat while he reminds her of just how small Caido actually is. The movement of her shoulders is a dramatic shrug that slides into the lift of her fork to her mouth. "Don't know. Never caught her name." It's the most cooked part of the pork and she has to chew a little more before swallowing to add flippantly, "I think she was too busy being offended when I told her I didn't want to share her ash ferret." There were multiple reasons for her having declined the offer, but she laughs at how sensitive the woman had been to find her response insulting. Most Ancients don't want to share their food anyways.
Asta's chuckle makes her grin, a devious awareness of her tendencies and reputation. She snags at the final piece of meat while he reminds her of just how small Caido actually is. The movement of her shoulders is a dramatic shrug that slides into the lift of her fork to her mouth. "Don't know. Never caught her name." It's the most cooked part of the pork and she has to chew a little more before swallowing to add flippantly, "I think she was too busy being offended when I told her I didn't want to share her ash ferret." There were multiple reasons for her having declined the offer, but she laughs at how sensitive the woman had been to find her response insulting. Most Ancients don't want to share their food anyways.
the friends I've had to bury
they keep me up at night.
they keep me up at night.
Thalassa
