[WELL THE COMPLETE LACK OF AMBIENCE IS A TOUCH UNSETTLING, but he's ignoring that in favor of looking up at Amalthea with his freaky lil Reliver eyes, his head canting to the side like a curious lil owl.]
... It is simply a common thing I hear from those I have served.
[ There's a change of scenery, but only in a flash that might have been difficult to discern. It's dark... A long dining table, draped in a bloody tablecloth. At its head is seated a beast (cw: i guess the face is a little freaky). She's beside it, serving it "food" on a platter.
They're back in this stagnant garden and the white noise returns. ]
While I am not offended by any means, it's refreshing to hear something else.
[this is such a funny image she's truly just like (: (vibes with this creature). FAIR!! BUT ALSO WHAT RIGHT DOES THIS WILDASS CREATURE HAVE SAYING A MAID IS UNSETTLING!!! this is me thinking that
Dahut is just blinking with some mild surprise at the strange little blip but otherwise seeming unbothered by it, shifting his focus back to Amalthea and smiling once more. Sometimes you are used to the horrors.]
Oh, but it's such a terrible shame to think that you hear it often... Even if it doesn't offend you, I find your company lovely! It would be such a wonderful way to spend time, just telling stories and enjoying tea together, don't you think?
[Unfortunately he has to go back to the rat den and Amalthea has to go back to having headaches in space...]
He just laughs a little in return at the fact that they're both just vibin' in unreality right now.]
Right, the rats! There were ones having a tea party, and I saw one try to dance ballet with Monsieur Eunhyuk!
[anyway since it's almost new week i will set this pc free and Dahut can just regale Amalthea with wonderful tales of THEIR FUCKING 6 RAT RATPACK THAT KIDNAP AND DO MATH AND CARRY AROUND THE BODIES OF THEIR FALLEN KIN I GUESS.]
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...? No, I don't. Why do you ask?
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[ There's a change of scenery, but only in a flash that might have been difficult to discern. It's dark... A long dining table, draped in a bloody tablecloth. At its head is seated a beast (cw: i guess the face is a little freaky). She's beside it, serving it "food" on a platter.
They're back in this stagnant garden and the white noise returns. ]
While I am not offended by any means, it's refreshing to hear something else.
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Dahut is just blinking with some mild surprise at the strange little blip but otherwise seeming unbothered by it, shifting his focus back to Amalthea and smiling once more. Sometimes you are used to the horrors.]
Oh, but it's such a terrible shame to think that you hear it often... Even if it doesn't offend you, I find your company lovely! It would be such a wonderful way to spend time, just telling stories and enjoying tea together, don't you think?
[Unfortunately he has to go back to the rat den and Amalthea has to go back to having headaches in space...]
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They really are just both smiling now. ]
Thank you, Mister Dahut. That is very sweet... It's unfortunate this isn't reality.
[ She laughs a bit. ]
So about... Your... Rats...?
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He just laughs a little in return at the fact that they're both just vibin' in unreality right now.]
Right, the rats! There were ones having a tea party, and I saw one try to dance ballet with Monsieur Eunhyuk!
[anyway since it's almost new week i will set this pc free and Dahut can just regale Amalthea with wonderful tales of THEIR FUCKING 6 RAT RATPACK THAT KIDNAP AND DO MATH AND CARRY AROUND THE BODIES OF THEIR FALLEN KIN I GUESS.]