hum.) ⠀ a⠀⸻ ⠀ a ⠀ goat﹖﹗ ⠀ it ⠀ is ⠀ not ⠀ a ⠀ goat, ⠀ it ⠀ is ⠀ a ⠀ stag, ⠀ as ⠀ you ⠀ can ⠀ * ⠀ 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 ⠀ see﹗ ⠀ don‘t ⠀ even ⠀ c𝘈re ⠀ ’bout ⠀ your ⠀ ⠀ kiddings﹗
𝑎𝑎ℎ, ⠀ right. ⠀ (⠀he ⠀ does ⠀ not ⠀ push, ⠀ the ⠀ intent ⠀ is ⠀ plain: a ⠀ hoof ⠀ clicks ⠀ against ⠀ the ⠀ humid ⠀ ground, ﹠ ⠀ the ⠀ tail ⠀ gave ⠀ its ⠀ faintest ⠀ flick, ⠀ therefore ⠀ lowering ⠀ the ⠀ tone ⠀ to ⠀ a ⠀ displeased ⠀
That's what they all try to convey, y'know— [ —𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘺. Crowley's got nothing to prove so he just leaves the matter-of-factly hanging. Demons don't trust each other enough to show their true colours, let alone inner ones. Their prowling is mostly curiosity, without scaring +
utter ⠀ bewilderment. „⠀but ⠀ … ⠀ you‘re ⠀ still ⠀ burning, the ⠀ skin ⠀ is ⠀ inflamed. there ⠀ must ⠀ be ⠀ s𝑢mething ⠀ in ⠀ wrong. we ⠀ shall ⠀ get ⠀ that ⠀ checked, before ⠀ it ⠀ worsens, aye﹖⠀“
„⠀𝑚𝑚, i ⠀ see.“ ⠀ brief ⠀ pause, the ⠀ notion ⠀ is ⠀ captured ⠀ … ⠀ a ⠀ thoughtful ⠀ furrow, his ⠀ arm ⠀ stretches ⠀ to ⠀ rest ⠀ over ⠀ the ⠀ face ⠀ curve﹔ ⠀tips ⠀ brushing ⠀ ’gainst⠀ the ⠀ soft ⠀ flesh ⠀ in
She just blushed more as she get that he noticed it. Oh no, she doesn't know how to explain it
" I am alright, I just.... Feel a bit... Warm?" at least that's how it felt for this young angel. Warm. Like a ball off pure joy in her chest.
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