you can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly
A hoot of delight followed Belial’s achievements, and for several seconds he did nothing more than whip the bag around in the air, before gliding down and offering the satchel back to the Sword. For the peryton’s efforts, Deimos reached in and took off more than a chunk, and content with the arrangement, the peryton took flight once more, the brownie in between his teeth and the monolith regretting the companion’s impending sugar rush.
Zuriel stared at him from her corner, completely unimpressed.
Acknowledging those notions with a nod, he took the remaining dessert for himself, before depositing the empty bag amongst the rest of his belongings. Snorting at her own imperial presence, he refrained from shoving an elbow directly into her ribs, settling for swallowing down the rest of the confection. “You would have anyway,” since there’d been enough for the both of them to have more than one. “I was only going to have you do five laps around,” gesturing with his head angled towards the springs, “but now it will be ten.”
Zuriel stared at him from her corner, completely unimpressed.
Acknowledging those notions with a nod, he took the remaining dessert for himself, before depositing the empty bag amongst the rest of his belongings. Snorting at her own imperial presence, he refrained from shoving an elbow directly into her ribs, settling for swallowing down the rest of the confection. “You would have anyway,” since there’d been enough for the both of them to have more than one. “I was only going to have you do five laps around,” gesturing with his head angled towards the springs, “but now it will be ten.”
DEIMOS
