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As the devil continues to play coy in her own, abrasive way, you find yourself subconsciously grinding your teeth in frustration. The pieces are all there, you think as Rezzie continues to pout in your peripherals, and you have a pretty damn good idea of what’s going on, but these cat and mouse games are starting to wear on your famously-thick patience!
She doesn’t wanna look at you? Too bad! Stepping in front of the harrumphing hellspawn, you sprinkle a little spice on your words as you fight Hellfire with Hellfire!
Yea, you nod, why <span class="mu-i">should</span> she!?
The question hits Rezalith in the face like a slap–and the betrayal that worms its way into her face nearly causes you to abandon your assault! “Wh-wha…?”
It’s not like you can stop her, you continue with a derisive shrug! She flies! She can set the whole damn forest on fire at the snap of a claw! Hell, she could’ve snapped your neck ages ago and easily could have taken Volka and TT… and yet time after time and again and <span class="mu-i">AGAIN</span> she sticks around!
You lean in for the kill as the devil’s eyes become trembling pinpricks! She’s always complaining, insulting, whining about how she never gets to do what she wants… well look around, you exclaim as you throw your arms up in exasperation! She’s free as can be! Yet even though she could’ve flown off while you were konked out, here she is! Waiting around to spin you this ‘I’m leaving~’ yarn!
“Y-you…”
She’s. Still. Here, you conclude, each word laced with several thread’s-worth of frustration! And you think you have an idea why, but why doesn’t <span class="mu-i">she</span> share for the class, hmm? Cut the BS already and face the music, Rezzie!
As her name leaves your lips, the entire forest goes silent! Rezalith, on the other hand, is <span class="mu-i">trembling</span>... whether it’s out of fear, confusion, or something else remains to be seen, but seeing that she’s caught red, well, red<span class="mu-i">der</span> handed, the girl finds refuge behind her claws and buries her face in them!
“<span class="mu-i">I…</span>” She mutters, “<span class="mu-i">I like… t-traveling with…. you…</span>”
Huh, you ask, making a show of leaning in closer, what’s that? You didn’t hear her!
“<span class="mu-s">I LIKE TRAVELING WITH YOU ALL, OKAY!?</span>”
Ow, that hurt your ear!
>CONTD.
