The universe is full of magical things
Her eyes flit to a bundle of unopened buds, curious as to what color the flowers will be when they finally blossom. The leaves around them are colorful enough without needing petals, but it's still a mystery to be solved, and Knell decides she'd like to come back one day to see what the place looks like in full bloom.
Asta's certainty gives her no reason to doubt. He's proven himself very knowledgeable in many areas, so she's inclined to believe him when he says that gods can be woken up. She rubs a finger against the ivory of her horn, willing it to stimulate her thoughts when he turns the question on her. A low hum forms in her throat when she considers the first thoughts she has when rising from her daily slumber. "Mm. Food," she decides.
Knell tilts her head to look up at Asta when she explains simply, "I'm always really hungry when I wake up." More often than not, her own sleep is disturbed by a low grumbling in her stomach or the mouth-watering scent of a meal drifting into her room. The longer she sleeps, the hungrier she is when she wakes up.
Asta's certainty gives her no reason to doubt. He's proven himself very knowledgeable in many areas, so she's inclined to believe him when he says that gods can be woken up. She rubs a finger against the ivory of her horn, willing it to stimulate her thoughts when he turns the question on her. A low hum forms in her throat when she considers the first thoughts she has when rising from her daily slumber. "Mm. Food," she decides.
Knell tilts her head to look up at Asta when she explains simply, "I'm always really hungry when I wake up." More often than not, her own sleep is disturbed by a low grumbling in her stomach or the mouth-watering scent of a meal drifting into her room. The longer she sleeps, the hungrier she is when she wakes up.
Knell
patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.
