To be honest, Nad didn’t care about her words. She sounded bitter, and Nad didn’t like anyone who was bitter. Even if they are just a child. She just shrugged, “…It’s not like I dedicate my whole life to crying…”
Nad can’t even help it at some points. The banshee felt she needed to…entertain Poemi a bit though. But how? She just went with the first idea in mind, “…I can also do this,” she muttered and suddenly opened her mouth wide. It looked like she unhinged her jaw as she showed the little girl her gigantic teeth and lizard like tongue.
Well. That’s something.
what are little girls made of ? sugar, spice, and everything nice. but maybe
sometimes, just maybe, there were slight variations, depending on the girl
and her parentage, depending on the situation. after all, it couldn’t be
considered normal in any world but a devil’s for a young girl to fawn over
monsters.
golden eyes go wide, though in delight rather than fear, and she steps
forward, reaching out. her movements are steady, bold, and when the tips of
her fingers brush against one gargantuan tooth, the corners of her mouth tip
upwards in the slightest of smiles.
“Ah, that’s more like it !
Shuper cool, actually !
How were you hiding all
of that in your face ?
Sounds painful…”