[ Of course. ] ...To hide your aura for something as idiotic as this.
[ It's his loss; he'd sorely underestimated Belial. Lucilius levels a dead-eyed stare his way before his gaze drops, predictably, to the books in his arms.
...There's no way to rip them away, and he does have other errands piling up. His expression sours into a tiny scowl before he turns on his heel, striding right back towards his room. In the end, he would've let Belial back anyway out of necessity—but that's not the point. ] Sometimes I wonder where you learned such foolishness.
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[ It's his loss; he'd sorely underestimated Belial. Lucilius levels a dead-eyed stare his way before his gaze drops, predictably, to the books in his arms.
...There's no way to rip them away, and he does have other errands piling up. His expression sours into a tiny scowl before he turns on his heel, striding right back towards his room. In the end, he would've let Belial back anyway out of necessity—but that's not the point. ] Sometimes I wonder where you learned such foolishness.
[ Surely it wasn't from him. ]