⠀i often see how you sob over what you destroy, how you want to stop and just worship; and you do stop, and then a moment later you are at it again with a knife, like a surgeon.
not at all – i just can’t get enough of you. and this new outfit? wonderful. a sweet jester. and i have you all for myself; what a lucky time.
stay the night, even. don’t wander the corridors all alone.
you’re so silly.
my beautiful knight, please allow me to spend the evening with you? it pains me that you must ask for ‘one chance’, am i not pleasing you enough? or is it that my affection is lacking?
☆₊⁺ 𝗈𝗈𝒸 ﹕some irl stuff + i sleep all the time make it hard to reach out to people and to be fun and entrtaining ueue... i should be back to normal by the end of next week. once i'm back, none of you is safe /lh we will plot and interact, oomfs...
Naturally… An idiot cow like that one should sacrifice himself for his knight. You’re not in love, little one. You’re merely in touch with a new toy. Sooner or later, this toy will break as well.
Don’t get too close.
gain-- yes, yes. of course!
( nods matter-of-factly. )
an ally and... ( clears throat. ) things i'd never imagine. anyways... the silly pup would throw himself into a fire for me. he's definitely useful.
Oh, you��re definitely mental. There is absolutely no reason to be doing all of that.
(Hand on hip. Head tilt.)
What do you get out of it? You’re gaining something from this, aren’t you?