[ Words were another method of messing with people, of pulling them into his trap, to shock them and watch their faces as they contort in surprise, shock, and even anger and frustration at times.
As much of a prankster as he was, Lilia wouldn't joke about something this serious.
Well. Maybe he would. ]
Not at all.
[ His hands are resting against Cater's chest once more, fingers curling there. His eyes don't quite meet Cater's. ]
Honest as could be... in this moment, that is.
[ Breathing out a small sigh, he decides to ask: ] Will that complicate this for you?
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As much of a prankster as he was, Lilia wouldn't joke about something this serious.
Well. Maybe he would. ]
Not at all.
[ His hands are resting against Cater's chest once more, fingers curling there. His eyes don't quite meet Cater's. ]
Honest as could be... in this moment, that is.
[ Breathing out a small sigh, he decides to ask: ] Will that complicate this for you?