Can't touch me, like Gojo—Look good in all my photos
Kaisel chuckles a bit at Sunjata's brusque response. There's no humor to it, just a dry, understanding sort of noise. Yeah, he gets it. Whatever Safrin's reasons, doesn't mean it excuses some of her actions, her words, her choices. You can understand, or try to anyway, the why of someone all day long, doesn't mean you have to accept them any more for it. Maybe, sometimes, if you want to. If you're fighting to change that why into something else, it could be worth it. Sounds like in this case, not for the Flood. For Kaisel? Remains to be seen, but he's planning on avoiding her for a while, give her some time to cool her head, give him some time to do his best with Caly by his own means.
Glancing over at Sunjata as more rainbow mist covers the offerings, Kaisel just nods along, trying his best to listen fully to everything the Archon offered. Yeah, maybe the sex demi-god isn't the front runner for relationship advice, but Kaisel's heart feels a little more buoyant now after hashing some of it out together. Maybe he didn't get all the answers he'd been looking for, but with every person he's talked to so far, he's starting to recognize a trend that no one actually knows what the hell they're doing. Everyone's just fumbling around in life, trying their best not to completely fuck it all up. That looks a little different for each person, for each life. A multiverse of fuck ups, essentially.
"True to yourself..." Kaisel murmurs as he stands, brushing debris from his knees. Yeah, he thinks he can manage that. The knowing when to cut it off though, that'll prove more challenging. "Thanks, Sunjata," Kaisel says with a bit of a tired smile as they head back to the House of Midnight.
[FIN]
Glancing over at Sunjata as more rainbow mist covers the offerings, Kaisel just nods along, trying his best to listen fully to everything the Archon offered. Yeah, maybe the sex demi-god isn't the front runner for relationship advice, but Kaisel's heart feels a little more buoyant now after hashing some of it out together. Maybe he didn't get all the answers he'd been looking for, but with every person he's talked to so far, he's starting to recognize a trend that no one actually knows what the hell they're doing. Everyone's just fumbling around in life, trying their best not to completely fuck it all up. That looks a little different for each person, for each life. A multiverse of fuck ups, essentially.
"True to yourself..." Kaisel murmurs as he stands, brushing debris from his knees. Yeah, he thinks he can manage that. The knowing when to cut it off though, that'll prove more challenging. "Thanks, Sunjata," Kaisel says with a bit of a tired smile as they head back to the House of Midnight.
[FIN]
Kaisel
Sexy jutsu, I feel like Naruto—Fightin' demons in my head like I'm Itadori
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
