[ Megaera had already experienced the unfortunate and unexpected side-effects of said ice-creams only hours before; however, here she was, in line again, begrudgingly getting another ice-cream for a certain other submissive who she'd almost killed before with her masochist tendencies.
And when someone else in line dared speak to Megaera, she was ready to ignore them; if not for the very distinct smell emanating off them. She glanced at them... they looked mortal? And mortals were very much like cockroaches to Megaera, something she could crush under her heel.
But, no, they clearly were someone from her own domain or adjacent, so she bothered with some deadpan pleasantries. ] They are free...
~Creamsicle~
And when someone else in line dared speak to Megaera, she was ready to ignore them; if not for the very distinct smell emanating off them. She glanced at them... they looked mortal? And mortals were very much like cockroaches to Megaera, something she could crush under her heel.
But, no, they clearly were someone from her own domain or adjacent, so she bothered with some deadpan pleasantries. ] They are free...
[ A pause. ]
—Are you from the Underworld?