@doomedprotags Continued from X
The smile that played upon Serph’s features was a darling thing, soft and warm. In spite of their strange beginnings, Chihiro had come to find this cannibalistic demon had quite the maternal streak. Of course, Serph was observant and clever, or he would have made a poor Leader to the Embryon. The Nahobino had his simple boyhood pleasures that both the summoner and Demi-Fiend indulged. It felt only right to do the same.
“It’s the least I could do.” Taking care of others seemed to be a trait of Serph’s. “I hope that you get the charm you wanted.” That was what Chihiro had called it, wasn’t it? Some kind of aesthetic accessory to hang on one’s keys. Serph didn’t understand, but really, he didn’t have to. The show of appreciation had the desired effect. The offering, however, did gain a hint of surprise. Flattered surprise, at that.
“Are you sure?” Having the luxury of choice wasn’t something the Embryon Leader was used to when it came to food, but he wouldn’t protest sharing. This kind of meal wouldn’t satisfy him, but Serph was beginning to appreciate the different tastes and interesting textures of foods here. Would it have been selfish to ask about sharing fruit sando's instead?
