Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
Evie’s suggestion earned another arch of his brow, because the mere dare and provocation that he couldn’t automatically incensed and urged him to commit to the act. Keeping that under wraps with a juvenile smile and movement in acquiring the blueberry cobbler, he settled into snagging at the dessert and more plates while the rest talked and directed their attention on Kiada’s latest exploits.Of which yes, he already knew, but he wouldn’t be the spoiler for the ensuing show. Ignoring the Harpy’s glare, rolling it right off his shoulders, he snorted otherwise, listening to her explanation. It wasn’t too detailed, for which he was grateful, but to the point. “Seemed nice. Quiet.” He persisted in response, neither showing favor nor disapproval, but the fairly neutral standpoint before either lady pounced.
So he began cutting and slicing through the crust, incapable of muffling the snort after Ru’s clear and intended implications.
