“Fortunately for you, you haven’t strummed on my nerves enough to make me prickly quite yet - I tend to get a touch violet when I’m angry…one might even call my temper volcanic.” she could feel him peering at her face a bit probingly and unconsciously moved to allow her hair to spill back over it; not that she suspected him to have any ties to those who had begun the domino effect that had led her to such a wretched existence, but one could never be too careful.
Her gaze trailed back to the sheer drop of the cliff face she perched upon, fingertips idly tracing along the woody surface the acacia vines that coiled about her, skating along the thick thorns, “I have never understood the pursuit of eternity - what joy could anyone hope to achieve watching everyone they love, and everything they knew slowly erode away around them, while they are left behind, completely unchanged?”
It was faint, a mere glimmer in shaded, mismatched eyes that vanished as quickly as it appeared - very obvious bitterness, “In all truth, I must say, in that sense, I rather envy mortals - it must be nice…to be able to die.” a gust of cold wind wrapped around her, taking a slow deep breath, allowing the chill to cool her insides - there was just no point in dwelling on it, considering she had quite literally tried everything she could conceive of, “But such things aren’t the best topic of conversation.”
She slowly uncurled, a light click of her tongue leaving her as subject shifted, unable to stop her eyes from rolling and, unbeknownst to her, her ears from pinning back, “He has, yes…on many an occasion, and when not himself, one of his many avian envoys, littering the mountainside with special summons - apparently there’s some issue or another he believes I can offer assistance with to rectify; the issue being, I’ve no desire to do anything of the sort, and after a few centuries, it really begins to toy with one’s nerves.”
As if to prove her point, she shifted back in her seat, lifting a hand and rapping her knuckles back against the stone beside her head, a boulder shifting aside and a veritable geyser of papers bearing the college crest fluttered out into the open air, “He has yet to take the hint to leaf me alone.”
Tilting his head, Lilia would have been fine with going on with the pun talk before leaving her alone before she got to mad, but it seemed like he had found a topic they could talk about.
“I wish I could answer that questions but even after so many years of being around mortals of all different kinds I have never gotten a real answer. It’s also equal parts frustrating and fascinating how even after explaining how living forever is not a blessing but a curse, almost all of them still hold on to their belief. Nothing you can say to them would convince them, being too absorbed in their own fantasy world and too self-centered to see the impacts something like this could have.”
“I have stopped talking to mortals about this since it only runs in circles, especially after they learn of my own lifespan. To most people, saying ‘you get to be immortal so why not me?’ is a comeback to anything you try and tell them.” Shrugging, still sitting in the air as he talked. “But I agree it is not the best topic of conversation, though a quite interesting one if done with a person that understands.”
While he was a bit surprised to hear that Crowley had searched the other out, not knowing of any problem that he would need help with. Getting quite amused by the display of the many papers flying around, starting to litter the mountain around them. The display getting a chuckle out of him “Well who knew or ever so kind and gracious headmage could be so persistent.”
A mischievous grin coming to his face as Lilia caught one of the papers “Oh I can not wait to use this, I’m sure I can use this as a free pass a few times” chuckling again the Fae would defiantly use this to at least get some fun out of the headmage. “Though if you want I can have a chat with him, maybe he will be more inclined to listen to me since he clearly seems to go deaf when it comes to you.”
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