Aug 20, 2016
/gives curry
Now this is a gift she can get behind! At least Killia knows his place: On her good side, giving her things. It’s where everyone needs to be, honestly. Killia seems to be the only one with sense good enough to put himself there and stay there.
“Look at you! You’re a credit to your kind sometimes, y’know that?”
His kind being male demons, the lot of which still proved themselves to be useless and disposable. At least the rare exception could still make use of itself. So she accepts his curry gracefully, a pleased grin on her features... and a heel in his back for the trouble. He’s a good cook, but an even better footstool.
