[to needle him, right, because of course there's nothing about this look to be partial to, for all that he insists he knows he's still attractive.
there's a part of him that takes a little solace in the fact that he's not going to get empathy or pity out of mephisto for this; he hates both, when it comes to this particular subject. there's another part of him that quietly scolds himself for being satisfied about that.]
I do think this look is much more interesting, though. It's not every day you see someone who acts so much like a human while looking so different. I like it.
[ before there's a chance for any more flippant comments, the screen flickers on again, this time showing a memory of a serious council meeting, a stark contrast to the chaotic, emotional scene it played just minutes before. ]
there's a lot that comes to mind, watching this, a lot he'd like to say. for one thing-- sir? really? for another, he's putting effort into holding back can't imagine why any of these people wouldn't trust you. for yet another, the research mentioned, which all too easily sets him on edge, hair tentacles writhing in response to barely-stifled agitation. but he takes it all in, arms still folded as he watches, and while he decides just what he wants to say, ultimately starts with:]
...Suppose you can take things seriously, when it suits you.
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[to needle him, right, because of course there's nothing about this look to be partial to, for all that he insists he knows he's still attractive.
there's a part of him that takes a little solace in the fact that he's not going to get empathy or pity out of mephisto for this; he hates both, when it comes to this particular subject. there's another part of him that quietly scolds himself for being satisfied about that.]
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I do think this look is much more interesting, though. It's not every day you see someone who acts so much like a human while looking so different. I like it.
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[he knows he's this way, he should just let it go, but. after seeing that, it's harder to be reasonable about things.]
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there's a lot that comes to mind, watching this, a lot he'd like to say. for one thing-- sir? really? for another, he's putting effort into holding back can't imagine why any of these people wouldn't trust you. for yet another, the research mentioned, which all too easily sets him on edge, hair tentacles writhing in response to barely-stifled agitation. but he takes it all in, arms still folded as he watches, and while he decides just what he wants to say, ultimately starts with:]
...Suppose you can take things seriously, when it suits you.
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Surprised?
I did tell you I was dealing with a number of important matters.
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[which is, probably, the point.]
Suppose this explains a few things you've said, too. Demon, was it?
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I imagine the mention of Satan by name didn't escape your notice either.
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