𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ 𝓡𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐦

⠀ 𝓣𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝘽𝙀𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙄𝙁𝙐𝙇 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 . . . ⠀

⠀⠀⠀A forgetful Inquisitor would be a sorry sight. Even if she did explain it all again, he would listen closely like he did before. ❝ Better? ❞ curiosity piqued. ❝ That is good to hear! Though isolation can be draining. ❞ What he would need to remember is how she ⇾

Ah, right. They got a bit carried away and haven't even introduced themselves to each other. "Castorice, nice to meet you, I am Acheron." A chance to explore this world would be ideal, unlike any other worlds this one has no known information about it in the public.

( her conscience is eating her up. what a sweet girl. ) i would love to share ideas with you. in all honesty, the cosmos beyond the sky is vast, but the worlds it composes of aren't very different from yours. ( the memokeeper would hover, feet off the ground as she surrounds—

"Pleasure's mine, but I've gotta say even with my fair share of meeting bizarre individuals you don't look like anyone I've met before. And I've seen super zombies."

“I'm the one who should be thanking you... Hehe” With a gentle smile, she slowly nods. Having such a quiet and peaceful tea time with someone is a wonderful thing for Haru. “May I ask what your name is...?”

ㅤ “Mm. Maybe,” he’d concede. “Maybe. But, it can also be dangerous. I’m a terrible influence on all things, you know. Certainly on those that put weight to me.” A warning easier to take serious were he not basking in shared comfort, swaying steps brushing their shoulders. ㅤ

"Maiden of War...we might be more alike than we both know." He offers the bow back, respectful and short, but still reverential to her name. "Sadly our pasts tend to move with us...but it's up to us how our legends define us."

Tea recipe from Amphoreus...? Those words piqued the vampire girl's curiosity, and before she knew it, Haru approached the table where the woman was sitting and took a seat. “Don't worry. I can wait.” With a gentle smile so as not to make her feel uncomfortable, (+)