Not having enough exposure to talk much more on the pleasures or displeasures of the other gods, Thal simply gives Asta a playful roll of her eyes, smirking into her book. She won't hold her breath, and she's grateful the Butcher doesn't say more, drudging through another book and the uninteresting tradition of exchanging rings. Please, be more original people.
Starting to fidget more into her chair as time passes, the once determined look she regards the books is starting to look like it might light the pages on fire. Her pyromancy is only held at bay by the knowledge that her friend may want, but when he agrees to being satisfied with the information gathered, Thal nearly throws the tome across the room. Flopping her head back, blonde hair spills into empty air. "Thank Dygra."
Not needing to be told twice, she straightens with a drawn out, tortured groan. "Please," she admonishes him. Her mind feels like mush, left bored and unentertained for far too long. "I have a headache now - and not the fun kind." But a little alcohol could quickly change that, and she's looking forward to giving it all her effort, wondering if Asta will gush about the festivities to come like any other smitten fiancé would.
[FIN]
Starting to fidget more into her chair as time passes, the once determined look she regards the books is starting to look like it might light the pages on fire. Her pyromancy is only held at bay by the knowledge that her friend may want, but when he agrees to being satisfied with the information gathered, Thal nearly throws the tome across the room. Flopping her head back, blonde hair spills into empty air. "Thank Dygra."
Not needing to be told twice, she straightens with a drawn out, tortured groan. "Please," she admonishes him. Her mind feels like mush, left bored and unentertained for far too long. "I have a headache now - and not the fun kind." But a little alcohol could quickly change that, and she's looking forward to giving it all her effort, wondering if Asta will gush about the festivities to come like any other smitten fiancé would.
[FIN]
I just want you to set me free.
Thalassa
