[Shit, what kind of rebuttal is that? What is he even supposed to say to that? He's struck silent, not sure how to take this sentiment. Because if it's not surprising, and it's not demonic charms, and it's her own will that's steering it...]
I-is...is that so...
[He can't hope to cross swords with her, can he? His scarf is back up over his nose, wings drooping a little almost...he's at a total loss...]
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[Shit, what kind of rebuttal is that? What is he even supposed to say to that? He's struck silent, not sure how to take this sentiment. Because if it's not surprising, and it's not demonic charms, and it's her own will that's steering it...]
I-is...is that so...
[He can't hope to cross swords with her, can he? His scarf is back up over his nose, wings drooping a little almost...he's at a total loss...]