FOX
"Well, either toss me out or drown me. I met him in the Torchline canals." And Fox can't actually swim, so that could be something of a problem if Hadama had decided to take offence to him. Flushing further and shoving his hands deeply into his pockets, Fox shoots a playful frown at Kiada. "You make it sounds as though you'd prefer it if I were rude," he says. "I can be impolite if the situation calls for it. Luckily it hasn't, just yet."
She'll know if it does, though.
Giving her hand a reassuring squeeze back, Fox shifts to ensure neither of them fall down any nefarious holes in the rock, helping Kiada hop over a crack between two boulders before they continue on their way. And of course he reacts the exact way she expects him to, his brows rising, understanding blooming in his hazel eyes. "Monster Hunter's Guild Deimos?" he blurts.
"Oh. Well, shit. I mean - he's great - but I didn't-- I mean..." Laughing helplessly and feeling as though he should have had one of those fatherly conversations with Deimos before going anywhere or doing anything with Kiada, it dawns on Fox that it's entirely far too late for that anyway.
She'll know if it does, though.
Giving her hand a reassuring squeeze back, Fox shifts to ensure neither of them fall down any nefarious holes in the rock, helping Kiada hop over a crack between two boulders before they continue on their way. And of course he reacts the exact way she expects him to, his brows rising, understanding blooming in his hazel eyes. "Monster Hunter's Guild Deimos?" he blurts.
"Oh. Well, shit. I mean - he's great - but I didn't-- I mean..." Laughing helplessly and feeling as though he should have had one of those fatherly conversations with Deimos before going anywhere or doing anything with Kiada, it dawns on Fox that it's entirely far too late for that anyway.
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
