He chuckles, which comes out as a snort, and gee if that isn't sort of embarrassing. "I'm the only demon I know who dares show his face come All Hallow's Eve, but then I'm, what do the kids call it? A special snowflake."
It might seem out of character for him, if only you knew, that that last statement is almost completely void of self-deprecation. He actually thinks it's kind of funny. It's the first time since this little merry-go-round that he's smiling.
"Clever and mysterious." He pats his chest, where his heart would be were he a human - or most any other humanoid demon. Pyleans are special in all sorts of ways.
"I think I'm falling already. Head over heels." But enough with the banter. "Yeah... I can't exactly go to the movies on a whim, you know?"
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It might seem out of character for him, if only you knew, that that last statement is almost completely void of self-deprecation. He actually thinks it's kind of funny. It's the first time since this little merry-go-round that he's smiling.
"Clever and mysterious." He pats his chest, where his heart would be were he a human - or most any other humanoid demon. Pyleans are special in all sorts of ways.
"I think I'm falling already. Head over heels." But enough with the banter. "Yeah... I can't exactly go to the movies on a whim, you know?"