"Come on now mysterious one and let me have a peek under your mask, my curiosity is killing the cat."
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It can never be said that Jenos does not deal with ridiculous things. He crosses his arms to stare down the thief caught in the air in front of him, grinning shamelessly. It’s not the first time that someone has come to the monastery with the goal of robbing it-- there’s nothing there to steal, unless one wishes to steal lanterns, and even his own apparent finery is nothing more than the same celestial energy that makes up his body.
“Don’t try to intimidate me, thief,” he casts out-- posturing, they both are. She tosses her head, pink hair catching on each spike of Void energy, and stares imperiously down at him--
“You’re not much of a god, kitten.”
