- Pierrot
Brows raised, she crossed her arms and shifted her weight.
"What is going on with them?"
He stops for a moment and shrugs.
"I won't make it rain apples yet, I don't think... Only because it'd be better suited for those exorcists."
Brows raised, she crossed her arms and shifted her weight.
"What is going on with them?"
He twirls his cane slowly.
"I will be ever so disappointed, and probably should do something in response."
He stops.
"Plus, I can just make more apples."
Berith, no. Let the man have his whimsy.
Berith, no. Let the man have his whimsy.
"... And how do you think that will go?"
Berith, no. Let the man have his whimsy.
Sees Lucifer.
Leaves-
Sees Lucifer.
Leaves-
"Yes. Yes I can."
"You... can do that??"
"Yes. Yes I can."
We should do something about that