Neron
"No? Suit yourself - I am quite good at wining and dining," Neron laments. Without a pulse, it's impossible to tell whether or not it would be hammering in his ears or stuttering in the presence of the Lullaby, but despite his charming exterior, make no mistake that he knows the deal here. And it's terrifying in the same way that the Longnight monsters had been terrifying (twice), in the same way that the giant frozen dinosaur had been terrifying.
But here they are. And Remi wants to go somewhere more intimate. Gesturing at the bar - where there is no shortage of claw marks - he gets the feeling that won't be good enough for Ludo's demigod. And so, rolling his eyes half playfully, Neron straightens up and gestures for the other man to follow him. "If you do want anything, the shelves are yours to peruse."
But here they are. And Remi wants to go somewhere more intimate. Gesturing at the bar - where there is no shortage of claw marks - he gets the feeling that won't be good enough for Ludo's demigod. And so, rolling his eyes half playfully, Neron straightens up and gestures for the other man to follow him. "If you do want anything, the shelves are yours to peruse."
i am mine
before i am ever anyone else’s
before i am ever anyone else’s
