it's a beautiful lie
"I'll keep it to myself, then, but I'll feel very smug about it," Neron informs Sunjata with a smirk. One of four isn't bad, especially when it comes to this sort of information, and the Hailstorm reminds himself to start keeping tabs on things in the same way as he had done with the Kraai.
It's regrettable that he can't keep up this easy sleazy act, Neron busy stepping back and away from the bar to watch as Sunjata treats the wine spider like a fucking pet. "If it has been here longer than you have, you don't suppose you ought to have done something about it?" he inquires, wrinkling his nose, though as the drunken arachnid slurps at its saucer of wine, Neron concedes that it isn't nearly as bad as he thought.
"I never saw anything when the shipments arrived. Rats probably had them," he mutters. "Anyway. Perhaps we can try to bring the Devil's Advocates back to life, mm? I'm sure we could persuade some people to join."
It's regrettable that he can't keep up this easy sleazy act, Neron busy stepping back and away from the bar to watch as Sunjata treats the wine spider like a fucking pet. "If it has been here longer than you have, you don't suppose you ought to have done something about it?" he inquires, wrinkling his nose, though as the drunken arachnid slurps at its saucer of wine, Neron concedes that it isn't nearly as bad as he thought.
"I never saw anything when the shipments arrived. Rats probably had them," he mutters. "Anyway. Perhaps we can try to bring the Devil's Advocates back to life, mm? I'm sure we could persuade some people to join."
it's a perfect denial
such a beautiful lie to believe in
NERON
