better run fast as you can

// he's nice, polite, he'll catch you by surprise //

Quiet understanding and the ability to actually allow his distaste to see the necklace in question – one he’s done so well at hiding when she’d been under the influence of the void – the butcher’s lips quirk from the easy smile placed there into something akin to a sneer. “Ooh, well, if those are the options I do think the Climb would be best suited. Make sure you find a space with plenty of lava and you will never have to worry about the potential of it erupting and somehow finding its way back to you.” Like it might in the Fingers if there’s any eruption from Apopo.

Either way, he watches with his dark gaze as the necklace sails toward the trunk she’s going to take, and with their attention returning to the rose in question, he spots her grin and it reflects nearly immediately on his own face. “Do you have to ask, darling?” He asks with his shark tooth grin, stepping closer to her to share in plucking the petals from the rose. He starts, snagging one of the now dull, blood red petals and when it’s free from the rest and between his fingers, fire curls around the base of it, sparking it a deep variety of rainbow hues until it’s nothing but ash staining his fingers.

Holding it closer to her, he waits for her to pluck her own petal to watch it go up in flames.

Astaroth

// a smile so bright, you'd never bat an eye //