// If the world was ending, I'd wanna be next to you //
Her response gives him zero relief. He stills for a moment, gaze narrowing as he attempts to ferret out if she's joking or not. She gives nothing away, not yet. He bets he can prod her into some truth though, demi-god or not, surely she could spill a secret or two? "Meeeeeellllll," he drags out her name like he's about to promise a threat for any withheld information she might have. He stares pointedly at her, needle and thread set aside in his lap for the time being. "You have to tell me," he stresses, 'brows lifting with the punctuation of it.
His finger's pain has dulled now, and as for the skill? He'd take it or leave it, but he'd do whatever it took to keep spending time with her, even if it meant stabbing tiny holes in his fingers and creating the most lopsided and absurd outfit imaginable. Even if it meant fumbling through a dance and risking another curse, though he wonders if he could run around to every Ludo shrine and butter up the god with appropriate offerings beforehand to keep himself safer than the other attendees.
His finger's pain has dulled now, and as for the skill? He'd take it or leave it, but he'd do whatever it took to keep spending time with her, even if it meant stabbing tiny holes in his fingers and creating the most lopsided and absurd outfit imaginable. Even if it meant fumbling through a dance and risking another curse, though he wonders if he could run around to every Ludo shrine and butter up the god with appropriate offerings beforehand to keep himself safer than the other attendees.
ISKRA
// I'd wanna hold you just for a while and die with a smile //
