AN ODD COUPLE, surely. And yet, somehow at the same time– a couple that seemed so strangely meant to be. Perhaps it was just the HOPELESS ROMANTIC in this giggling child…. Especially with the glances that would be exchanged between the two beings, even as one teased the other into a grumbling, flustered little demon who had wanted to slink back into the shadows themselves… poor bro. It had required a little more coaxing by the WHITE GOD before their companion made more of an effort to interact past small, awkward nods of his head.
A FLOWER OFFERED BY ANOTHER would but signify so much more than when one would take them in by their lonesome. Itsuki had by then figured that it was the next best thing to do when it seemed that the demon wasn’t going to say anything more past those grunts and side glances. Normally keeping his eyes forward upon the admittedly pretty skies themselves… Itsuki, however, would not give up and leave him be then.
"Ehehe, yer welcome, bro! Ye could put it in yer front pocket… orrrr…
maybe even in EH-TEA-YO-AYE’s hair later!“
BEAM ONLY EXTENDING itself upon pleased features as he would spare her that curious gaze, but otherwise, saying nothing about it.
A NOD THEN, especially to his reaffirmations of the simple facts themselves, about why it was that she was here in the first place. Not that there was a particularly solid reason as to why. What certainly mattered then was the fact that her intentions were but well meant. Innocent, above all else. Especially at what was then so suddenly mentioned by him, that would earn a raise of both her brows at the demon.
It was spoken in a manner with a VEIL OF CASUALTY draped loosely upon it. Itsuki had to blink as she stared at him for a good moment or two. Not that her own silence would last as long as his did. DARE SHE TO ASK, though? Well, seeing as she was already here… that piqued curiosity needed to be satisfied, otherwise it was never ever going to leave her be.
“Has… dat happened more than once, bro?”
A moment was spent trying to process how this girl had just pronounced Etihw’s name...she did have some sort of accent, or that’s what Kcalb was starting to assume... She was from another world, maybe she had spoken a different language there. Kcalb had spoken another language at one point, but it was another memory lost to the war and being trapped underground for several hundreds of year...
Then the girl asked of the invasion. She at least was asking to explain what he had meant invaders and invasions...a subject that frankly, as much as this girl was kind and trusting, was not to be trusted with. Though maybe knowing of a failed invasion would offset any ideas of trying to invade again? His thoughts were tangled, confused on how to approach this...as well as the anxiety from even speaking this long to someone.
‘ Y-yes, but it didn’t cause much damage and thankfully failed...I was the only one to sustain major injures. They were swiftly taken care, though I am still recovering to this day. ‘
No surprise that once again Kcalb had been stubborn in his healing process, refusing the healing powers of his god. The years it would take to heal himself, at his age, who knows if it would ever heal properly...
His natural reflex when speaking of it was to rub at his bandaged arm, but holding the flower in one hand it was impossible. He found it easier to stick the flower into the lapel of his tux, it was very nice and he didn’t wish to ruin it. A gift from this girl was a sign of peace, destroying it could either cause rage or worse...
...it would make her cry.
‘ Ah, but it’s nothing a child should be worrying of. If my god welcomes you, then I too am to trust in you. Hm...pardon me, I don’t believe I caught your name, child. ‘
More like in his anxiety and old age, the name had merely slipped from his brain. He stared, nervous and sweating in front of this little.
