Then I’m going to guess today is one such Firesday if it warrants the crystal.

/I do not have it/. That soul, at the very least, was extracted— Where they put it I know not. I have no right to know.

*Ame’li curled his lip at him, glaring.*

Given the current track record I’m sure they’d have me writhe on that table a thousand more times before they give /you/ closure.

Yet of all the people aware of these losses I’m the only one giving you all the information I know, how strange.

*He hissed, reaching up to dig his nails into the man’s arm. He knew he wasn’t going to let him go, but it didn’t sting any less for it.*

One thing I can tell you for certain is that +

Am I really that insufferable to deal with?

“No, we did not. Thank you for letting me pet your carbuncle.”

“Most of the time, it starts a fight, but I cannot be assed- There’s enough ambient Aether to recover from it most of the time.”

“I have a strong distaste towards everyone until given a reason otherwise. Kill or be killed.”

|| He’s gotta be pretty to get away with criminal side eyes

Yes, fine, I’ll do it for the wedding. Afterwards, however, /natural/ pacing.

And it looks to me like they’ve let you fester in lack of information.

*He frowned, stopping his steps shortly after the slam.*

Ugh- I grow tired of this— Why did you bring me /here/?

Yes. For the day I suppose I could try harder than usual- But not today. No, not today.

With time, perhaps, but not so quickly- You know better.

No, I can venture a guess, but is it truly so simple and straightforward if you can’t even get a grip on it? Or is there more to what I stole from your hands?

*Ame’li sneered, then pacing away from the door. Not quite away from Zenos, but certainly not where he was thrown.*

*He grunted, catching a quick breath before getting back up on his feet. The Voidsent rubbed his back, glaring at the other man.*

Conceited isn’t the word I’d use for it- Quite the opposite. But that’s not what this is about.

*He hissed, straightening himself out. Why did he even bring him here?*+

If I’m encased in steel how could I possibly stand outside a door.

*He pushed her arm back down- Reaching very, /very/ carefully around that damned rock.*

Just because we talked it out does not mean I have to /like/ him right away.

Ame’li gave a quiet ‘oh’ and let it sniff his hands, before continuing to pet the damn thing. Gently, sure, but had he nothing better to do? Probably not.

“They don’t seem capable of the violence people tell stories for.”

“Ah, this one is yellow...”

He hesitated before kneeling down, carefully reaching out his hand to stroke along the Carbuncle’s head and back a few times.

“… Thank you.”

“Energy regardless- I… Suppose that isn’t as hard to come by here, is it?”

He frowned, considering for a long moment.

“Fine. Just for a few moments, then.”

You see me anywhere near the things you once held or still hold dear.

*He pried his left hand free, shaking it off carefully. He’ll have to endure the right one in his grasp.*