Pushing Jesters lips together with his fingers. "Shush."

Letting go. Deadpan stare.

"You're animated body horror again."

"Mental note...bigger muzzle."

"Both."

"First kisses, then muzzle. No muzzle. No kisses."

"No. Muzzle isnt negotiable."

"Guilty of looking hot in a muzzle."

Fae puppy eyes. "For me?"

"I can. But also...if you're okay with never getting my kisses again..."

"I did say that though..."

Producing a big black muzzle out of thin air. Innocent blinking.

"Betrayal!"

Blink. Blink blink.

"Stay away."

"You cannot come for me. I have not been associated with heaven in many years."

Squinting. "I am not above hurting you. You know that."

"Clemence. You know that this is my name. Use it."

"I lose my name with my fall. You should know that."

"If my true nature aligned with heaven then I would not have fallen from grace. I am mercy as much as i am empathy."