// it's really bursting at the seams from absorbing everything //
A little laugh leaves the crafter as Erebos lists out all the things his father plans. A snowball fight was very much not his style – preferring the tamer alternative that might hopefully crop up. Making snowmen were more up his alley than sledding, and he nods to Erebos in understanding. “I’d like t-to make a snowman with you.” He offers, gentle and easy, because a snowman was far less of a thing that would bring attention to him. He could get behind it.
But then he’s asking about Marcus, Glas’ attention lifts to the youth’s face again. “Oh. Right.” He’d heard that Noah had a son, though without venturing out much he has yet to meet the boy. In fact, it’s been a little while since he’d seen his father, too. “What other kinds of stuff d-do you want to do that he h-hasn’t?” He asks, opening it up for the chatty youth to continue to list out all of the options he can think of.
He can’t guarantee he’ll help him with all of them, but for as much as Glas stays to himself, he can appreciate a good amount of competition.
But then he’s asking about Marcus, Glas’ attention lifts to the youth’s face again. “Oh. Right.” He’d heard that Noah had a son, though without venturing out much he has yet to meet the boy. In fact, it’s been a little while since he’d seen his father, too. “What other kinds of stuff d-do you want to do that he h-hasn’t?” He asks, opening it up for the chatty youth to continue to list out all of the options he can think of.
He can’t guarantee he’ll help him with all of them, but for as much as Glas stays to himself, he can appreciate a good amount of competition.
Glas
// the spectrum's A to Z //
Feel free to use magic/force on Glas, without killing him <3
Glas has a scar on the left half of his face from the corner of his lip up the side of his face toward his ear.
