Fool me once, fool me twice
Are you death or paradise?
Are you death or paradise?
Having known the name and event would elicit a response, Thal doesn't tease the nasty grimace or press against the memory. It's enough for him to understand the setting without needing to dredge up old wounds or rehash relationships they'd rather forget. Maea is best left in the past, just as she seems content to hide out in the woods where they don't have to deal with her face.
The name is one she's suspected, but the confirmation doesn't quell the irritation at having been refused it by the man himself. But without the man in question to receive her ire, Thal dampens her frustrations with a long sigh and a sip of whiskey, schooling her sneer into something more civil when she mutters, "All the more reason for me to dislike him." It's not often that she can't fight her way into earning recognition or teaching someone they're not as all-powerful as they think. However, she trusts Asta, and if he says Deimos isn't someone to mess with, she'll have to settle for the simmering annoyance that she'll probably never see him face first in his own filth.
Flashing her fangs at the same moment lightning snaps across the sky, she asks, "How do you stand training with him?" Or more importantly, how does the man manage to fight lugging around that massive ego?
The name is one she's suspected, but the confirmation doesn't quell the irritation at having been refused it by the man himself. But without the man in question to receive her ire, Thal dampens her frustrations with a long sigh and a sip of whiskey, schooling her sneer into something more civil when she mutters, "All the more reason for me to dislike him." It's not often that she can't fight her way into earning recognition or teaching someone they're not as all-powerful as they think. However, she trusts Asta, and if he says Deimos isn't someone to mess with, she'll have to settle for the simmering annoyance that she'll probably never see him face first in his own filth.
Flashing her fangs at the same moment lightning snaps across the sky, she asks, "How do you stand training with him?" Or more importantly, how does the man manage to fight lugging around that massive ego?
Now you'll never see me cry
There's just no time to die
There's just no time to die
Thalassa
