❝ Such a sharp word that shouldn't be used on a 𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙮, knight. ❞

Now where has she seen that pretty face of his? Hm. . . Ah, yes! Confinement. Thankfully his friend isn't around this time. . . ❝ You are quite the sight for sore eyes, Ike Gawain~. ❞

Her quiet and soft gaze lasted for a few seconds before a sigh escaped her lips. ❝ I came here as a ally, of sorts. Friend, if you will. Not for a questionnaire on the reasons why I'm currently "breathing the same air" as you. I just. . . Wanted to see if you were well. ❞

❝ I find the look of terror in a man's face rather. . . Attractive, to say the least. ❞

❝ Belmonts. Hm. . . ❞

❝ Such a lengthy slumber has me craving for something... Sweet. How should I satisfy my needs is the question. ❞

❝ I suppose one could say that. Not that I would put myself in such category as my consumption of human food is at rare occasions... Then again, blood that is sweet can be quite delectable. ❞

❝ Cheesecake? I do hope it's not /too/ sweet... ❞

... Shooing.

|| i think she's pretty

❝ And the rude paladin returns. ❞

❝ Odd stays short, you look bloody awful. ❞

❝ God, he's as annoying as a fucking fly... Is that all you wanted to say to me? Can I leave now? ❞

A brow arched as she still kept her sharp gaze on his. The difference from the seconds old gaze is that it now has a hint of amusement. ❝ I certainly did not expect to be speaking to a magician today. ... Are you looking for something? ❞