[ Lucilius' irritation does little to stem Belial's satisfaction as he strolls into the house without showing any remorse in the slightest. He sets the books on their dinner table before wandering over to the couch to lie down with a content sigh. ]
I couldn't think straight knowing you were upset with me. [ He's so full of shit, and he wastes no time in smiling over at Lucilius. ] Though it is thrilling to see you jealous.
[ ...He's so full of shit. Lucilius sits to flip through the first of his poor, hostage books, and though it isn't quite enough to tune Belial out, it at least eases the cut of his words. ]
Oh—? I fail to see what there is to be envious about.
[ Belial looks oddly peaceful as he watches Lucilius, his cheek propped on his palm. ]
Okay, I'll leave it for you to discover.
[ He really is testing Lucilius' patience today. He's not sure if Lucilius will ignore Belial outright, or snap at him to come out with it--but the unknown is part of the fun. ]
[ There's a moment where his eyes flick up past his book, studying Belial instead, deliberating whether this mystery would nag at him if he left it unresolved, or if it was wiser to disengage completely.
In the end, he responds with a quiet snort before poring over his texts, irritation giving way to focus. It's the closest to peace and quiet they'll get now that the moons' sway has passed over, and he isn't keen to waste it. It isn't unlike old days spent in his private chambers, devouring texts before passing them onto Belial when he was finished, wiling the time away in a pointless effort to absorb an entire sky's worth of knowledge.
Speaking of—one of the books he's breezed through in Belial's (extended) absence gets tossed over to the couch, landing on Belial's chest with an unceremonious thump.Edible and Medicinal Plants of Greater Prismatica: Vol I of III. This is not optional reading. Enjoy. ]
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I couldn't think straight knowing you were upset with me. [ He's so full of shit, and he wastes no time in smiling over at Lucilius. ] Though it is thrilling to see you jealous.
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Oh—? I fail to see what there is to be envious about.
[ More gibberish. ]
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Okay, I'll leave it for you to discover.
[ He really is testing Lucilius' patience today. He's not sure if Lucilius will ignore Belial outright, or snap at him to come out with it--but the unknown is part of the fun. ]
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In the end, he responds with a quiet snort before poring over his texts, irritation giving way to focus. It's the closest to peace and quiet they'll get now that the moons' sway has passed over, and he isn't keen to waste it. It isn't unlike old days spent in his private chambers, devouring texts before passing them onto Belial when he was finished, wiling the time away in a pointless effort to absorb an entire sky's worth of knowledge.
Speaking of—one of the books he's breezed through in Belial's (extended) absence gets tossed over to the couch, landing on Belial's chest with an unceremonious thump. Edible and Medicinal Plants of Greater Prismatica: Vol I of III. This is not optional reading. Enjoy. ]