"In your defense, even I wasn't aware of the extent of the danger I found myself I'm. It wasn't until he crushed my hellphone that it dawned on me. It's not like us Royals like to make public that we can be killed."
Those last words squeezed at the goetia's heart. The imp could see the expression on the great owl's face falter as the corners of his mouth sunk. There was a sadness that darkened the glow in his eyes, shifting his gaze to the floor.
But... Blitzø was there? Sorta. The hope that Blitzø would show up gave him the courage to fight back, even when the pain of the torture drove him to tears. How could he tell the imp that? Would he find it too clingy? Pathetic? Sad even? Instead Stolas just lets out a soft sigh.
"I know you would have...." Not a lie. Not for one second did he doubt that he wouldn't. "I apologize. I seem to have developed a bad habit of contacting you when it's inconvenient to you."
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Date: 2023-05-22 01:47 am (UTC)Those last words squeezed at the goetia's heart. The imp could see the expression on the great owl's face falter as the corners of his mouth sunk. There was a sadness that darkened the glow in his eyes, shifting his gaze to the floor.
But... Blitzø was there? Sorta. The hope that Blitzø would show up gave him the courage to fight back, even when the pain of the torture drove him to tears. How could he tell the imp that? Would he find it too clingy? Pathetic? Sad even? Instead Stolas just lets out a soft sigh.
"I know you would have...." Not a lie. Not for one second did he doubt that he wouldn't. "I apologize. I seem to have developed a bad habit of contacting you when it's inconvenient to you."