the rumpus and ruckus are comfortable now
The heat is not unpleasant, but it's warm enough to be unexpected, and Kaisel finds himself quickly drawing his hand back once the deal is struck. He affords a glance down at his palm, a shade more red after the contact, already cooling. He half expected to find bloody runes or something carved there, something etched in to sink against his soul with this devil's deal. Just another Ancient thing, and maybe the alcohol.
Lying it against the cooler counter of the bar, Kaisel glances towards the gift's dismantling briefly, before his attention returns to Astaroth with a bit of surprise. "It is?" His 'brows lift along with his slouch, a short huff delivered in response to this news. "That would have been good to know going in. I thought I lost my damn mind. Flora suspected a spiked drink or a curse from my ex." He'd have to make a checklist of questions next time Charlie invites him anywhere.
An honest laugh escapes this time at the cute reference of a puppet show for the horror that he witnessed. It dies out soon enough though, wary eyes flicking back towards the dusk heeling behind Asta. "Can't say it was my favorite," he admits, playing with the empty shot glass for a place to put his nervous energy, spinning it between forefinger and thumb. "I hope never to see it again," he says quieter, but with no less conviction for the volume. He might not bear whatever burdens Danta does at its sight, but it is still an ugly encounter just the same.
"Flora and I want to invite the two of you over to her house again sometime soon, have another go at a nice evening between us all. She mentioned it's Danta's birthday, so we could arrange him something nice that he likes." Offering up a far better subject than puppet shows, Kaisel glances back over at him.
Lying it against the cooler counter of the bar, Kaisel glances towards the gift's dismantling briefly, before his attention returns to Astaroth with a bit of surprise. "It is?" His 'brows lift along with his slouch, a short huff delivered in response to this news. "That would have been good to know going in. I thought I lost my damn mind. Flora suspected a spiked drink or a curse from my ex." He'd have to make a checklist of questions next time Charlie invites him anywhere.
An honest laugh escapes this time at the cute reference of a puppet show for the horror that he witnessed. It dies out soon enough though, wary eyes flicking back towards the dusk heeling behind Asta. "Can't say it was my favorite," he admits, playing with the empty shot glass for a place to put his nervous energy, spinning it between forefinger and thumb. "I hope never to see it again," he says quieter, but with no less conviction for the volume. He might not bear whatever burdens Danta does at its sight, but it is still an ugly encounter just the same.
"Flora and I want to invite the two of you over to her house again sometime soon, have another go at a nice evening between us all. She mentioned it's Danta's birthday, so we could arrange him something nice that he likes." Offering up a far better subject than puppet shows, Kaisel glances back over at him.
Kaisel
everybody come hang, let's go out with a bang
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
