Wilardo cupped his chin and tapped his foot for a moment while thinking. Then he flashed a grin at her. “I wonder. How badly do you want to know what she told me? Or hell should I even tell you in the first place little ruby?”
He gave a simple shrug before dropping his hands and slinking them back into his hoodie pocket. “I gotta say, you seem real peeved at the thought of that gremlin going behind your back. So I take it the two of you don’t exactly get along.”
His eyes closed as he kept a stoic expression, “Personally, she isn’t exactly my cup of tea concerning company either. Now the one in the frilled dress that follows Claire? She seems pretty decent.” His smoky eyes opened and his expression went deadpan. “Dunno how to feel about the small child who floats around Ashe.”
His fingers threaded through his hair. “Sheesh, There’s alot more of ya than I would have thought.”
Wilardo cupped his chin and tapped his foot for a moment while thinking. Then he flashed a grin at her. “I wonder. How badly do you want to know what she told me? Or hell should I even tell you in the first place little ruby?”
He gave a simple shrug before dropping his hands and slinking them back into his hoodie pocket. “I gotta say, you seem real peeved at the thought of that gremlin going behind your back. So I take it the two of you don’t exactly get along.”
His eyes closed as he kept a stoic expression, “Personally, she isn’t exactly my cup of tea concerning company either. Now the one in the frilled dress that follows Claire? She seems pretty decent.” His smoky eyes opened and his expression went deadpan. “Dunno how to feel about the small child who floats around Ashe.”
His fingers threaded through his hair. “Sheesh, There’s alot more of ya than I would have thought.”
“Don’t nickname me so casually, you–” she was going to respond with a nickname in return, but stopped herself because yes she’s a hypocrite but she’s not going to be a hypocrite within one sentence. Ugh. “Honestly, that brat… ugh, why would she even…” Rouge shakes her head. Clearly, this jackass isn’t going to give a direct answer.
When Wilardo goes on to describe the other demons, she puts her hands on her hips, silently stewing with frustration. So he’s seen literally all of them…? Dammit! “… I will tell you that ‘small child’ is probably as old as you are, you know.” Rouge says, looking directly at him. And yes, she means including his apparent immortality. She can’t tell Wilardo’s exact age, but he’s absolutely older than he looks, which is basically what she’s saying about Charlotte.
“And of course there’s plenty of us. What did you expect?” Rouge sneers. “Now, if you say a word about us to the other humans, well, you’ll have Hell to pay.” Particularly don’t tell pigface or lamppost, but if she points them out, she’s sure Wilardo will directly tell them just to spite her. He seems like that kind of person.
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