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The Baroness has a rather remarkable way of turning
an ordinary day into
something quite memorable, and I'd hate for you
to miss out on all the fun.
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Yes, clean them and oily them. Keep them strong, and some rust prevention on those nails to make them last longer.
( Once he got the green flag, he hapilly made a door apear. Quickly dipping into it to gather the materials needed for Billy's horns. )
What a subtle hint, I'm not quite sure what you're hinting at.
( A slight playful role of his eyes. )
I'm sure you still could have found better in that moment.
You're very welcome young Pocket.
( His smile widened as he felt like they were forming somewhat of a connection. )
We always strive to give our guests the best experience possible, and that includes you and your suitcase.
You know, it suits you well—
( Driven by curiosity, he moves one hand down towards one of Billy's ear, careful placing his palm against the back, causing the contrast of his glove to make the piercings more visible. )
Would you allow me to give your horns a shineup?
You can't? Well, they look a little rought.
( He couldn't help himself when a hand raised to slide a finger over one of those horns, studying the shape, scrapes and nails. )
Are those nails a fashion statement?
"I can only imagine how challenging your work must be, yet I'm sure they appreciate your time and work——"
He pauses, blinking at her in pure confusion.
"You want to . . . Serve me?"
He couldn't remember the last time anyone had tried to serve him.
Of course not, you're free to tell whatever you feel like telling. I just can't help but to be curious in the matter of faith, all the things people will do and say for it, it's fascinating.
( Tapping a finger against his chin, he nodes. )
I'd love to hear more, if you'd share?
You don't believe me? Perhaps you should take a look at your horns.
( He'd noticed a couple scrapes on them, but those cold have been from anything. )
I could find you with ease if I so wanted, does that bother you?
Don't worry your pretty little head about it, those were times long before your time.
( With a soft smile, a hand reached out to give Pocket's head a gentle pat. )
Oh, hahaha— Ancient almost feels older then old. Don't worry, I didn't find it to be rude.
Pardon my narrow views, father, but I find myself quiet curious of the matter. What made you choose to follow the god that you do? To do his bidding with no questions asked?
Seems strange how willing people are to put their lives in the hands of a powerful being they don't know.