Jiao
"I don't ever rip my own dresses. Not even for you." Jiao replied, firm but with a smile, having fun with the banter.
As for the humans... "I don't know. At first I thought they all kind of sucked." She laughed, hand over her mouth, a little embarrassed at the callous admission in front of someone she wanted to impress. "But I've met quite a lot of them now...and while some of them definitely do, I don't know...one of them let me do his hair and makeup and he looked better for it. One of them tried to impress me with a flying horse...even if he fell off."
She studied Nephele's features as she spoke, trying to gauge a reaction. "Safrin said there are good humans. She mentioned...Ronin, I think? But the Ascended...they're the ones who started the Blight. I don't think I've met any. Have you?" Jiao imagined them to be evil looking monsters, bent over and fanged.
"You think I need moisturiser?! She gasped with fake offence, touching at her cheeks to make sure they weren't flaking off. "Something relaxing though...that might be nice."
Tired little laughs,
gold lie promises,
gold lie promises,
We'll always win at this,
I don't ever think about death
I don't ever think about death
