Okay so this was an attempt at a conversation(for practice at writing them) between Aglaea and Anaxagoras, in preparation for a somewhat holiday-themed crack fic I have planned. I’ve written Aglaea before, but not Anaxagoras so lol, but here was the conversation:
(Anaxagoras just asked Aglaea to come with him to his parents)
Aglaea: Might I ask why you’ve asked me, specifically, Blasphemer?
Anaxagoras(scoffs): Don’t make this harder than it needs to be. I don’t like it any more than you do, Goldweaver.
Aglaea(unamused): And yet, you have still heeded their words.
Anaxagoras(visibly getting frustrated): Let me put it this way, Aglaea, this is something I can’t get out of, and thus, I’ve chosen to go with… let’s just say, the most… intellectually matched option.
Aglaea(mouth twitches and she seems vaguely impressed): …That was almost a compliment.
Anaxagoras: Y-You-! T-Trust me Aglaea, you’re the best option when it comes to meeting them. The one knows his way around measurements, you might even get along. Plus, the lot of them might be a little too… let’s just say, extreme, for any of my students.
Aglaea(smiling): You make a good argument, Blasphemer, I’ll give you that. I’ll consider it.
