ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ𝑳𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘩

ᅠ 𖤐 𝐋 𝐈 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𖤐 ᅠ

He pauses at first, waiting for them to pass as not to draw any more attention to himself . . . But when they then turn and approach, he turns his head. Lifting a brow, gaze trailing up and down. He can still sense that presence. "Come to talk to me face to face, then?"

we would say that this is a very bad idea.

ㅤ ㅤ“Yeah? Like me?” A smug little smile. ㅤ

Well— with the amount of times we ran into each other, I think it was about time.

. . . Then, that makes me happy. I like you a lot, Lilith.

. . . I don’t know-

—> Admist the chaos, he approached ever so casually. “Boo.”

We sure you like the same person? Because I’m sure you watching and LIKING the wrong person

my desire to devour you

The stretch of silence is much longer this time. Processing . . . Or attempting to. He's not so sure he believes it. But with the possibility— the chance— Eyes close, a reluctant smile. "I hope you can . . . Forgive me. For my behavior. This is unexpected, to say the least."

“Then what do you mean?”

"You do not need more children to maintain dominance or stability. You speak. They will listen. They are your children after all."

"when are they not. constant persecution weighs heavy on us at all times, my dear. "

“Being in authority of an entire dimension tends to make one stressed, yes. Anything else?”