liars and lovers combine tonight, we're gonna make a scene
"We have fun here," Neron reasons with a shrug, though the memory does bring the ghost of a smile to his lips. Ah, those good old days, when the Ascended were still hated and ostracised, but they weren't actively being eradicated by the world. "Look at you now, though," he says; a Frey demigod in all his glory.
One offering him a fumble in the most famous room in the Grounds, in fact. The Hailstorm raises his eyebrows at that, steel blues following the other man around the bar until he's sitting before him. "We need to find a better term for that," he informs him with a scrunch of his nose. "I can't proclaim to enjoy the finer things in life and then accept a juicebox."
As for the offer itself, though, it doesn't take much consideration, and Neron nods before his mind can make it depressing again. "Only a fool would say no," he says, gesturing for Sunjata to take the lead.
One offering him a fumble in the most famous room in the Grounds, in fact. The Hailstorm raises his eyebrows at that, steel blues following the other man around the bar until he's sitting before him. "We need to find a better term for that," he informs him with a scrunch of his nose. "I can't proclaim to enjoy the finer things in life and then accept a juicebox."
As for the offer itself, though, it doesn't take much consideration, and Neron nods before his mind can make it depressing again. "Only a fool would say no," he says, gesturing for Sunjata to take the lead.
Neron
