— 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝛥𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑢𝑠

“ .. Are you also a holy-man, sir? ” They take it carefully, dabbing at their cheeks and eyes before handing it back—— head bowed and gaze shifty. Nervous.

“ I- I’m sorry—— ” The spawn wipes at their burning eyes. Hm. “ I just find it calming. ”

The poor thing looked ready to cry. “ .. Smoking here. ”

‘Appeared’. They were never *actually confident … “ … I- I just … have a habit, and I … ”

Nervous, dark eyes glance towards to the cigarette, before back to the man. He was so—— enrapturing. “ … Both. Hah. ” They flick the cigarette out the half open window.

Whipping around to face the man properly, eyes wide. “ I —— F- Find solace … here. ” A simple explanation.

Jolts—. “ W— Who are you!? ”

Smoking out the church window.

“ Because no matter what I do, I remain loyal to you, charm you, and use my looks and humor to get what I want ? ” Brutally honest—— Innocent look.

i'll bite the hand that feeds me.

She hides a smile; as much as their ‘companionship’, if one could call it that, could be rocky, she still found him … .. Oddly endearing. And annoying. “ I have had my own .. personal tasks to take care of; I shall be much more present now. ” Nod. Little curls bouncing.

“ And then you’ll have to find someone else to torture your pets. ” Hums. Totally not serious. “ How have meetings been? Plans? I fear we do not speak as much anymore. ”