𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖎𝖆

"And to who were you manipulated by? Dead? If not then I got plenty of ways to get them arrested. And you call it annoying, call it persistent. Not call this interrogation but in training, persistence and consistency are key to getting the answers needed." His tail flicked some.

It was rather quick but now he was in front. But with enough space just in case he startled a reaction out of her. "Look I hate to pester but I am one to make sure people are taken care of and know they matter. Carried with me since I was a Pubsec officer." He looked her dead+

"And why is that?" Saying with his arms crossed and a brow raised. "I believe we all deserve it and a second chance at things."

"Well yeah of course not. I am saying it as a comparison. A madam with a dark past trying to find her way. Meanwhile a guy comes along willing to be there for her and help her through those ordeals."

*sigh* "Now you are starting to sound like some romantic drama movie character with all that talk. Trust me Promeia, once I am curious, it is hard to get me off the trail."

He huffed. "You know, you make me ponder. You say all this yet I grow only more and more curious. Why do all this? I know you say you have many sins to atone to...but isolation truely deserved?"

"Hm? Keep my distance? Well if you plan to call upon me for my senses, not sure how you'll exactly do that Promeia." Crossing his arms.

"Ehe....did I now? Must have been uh...thinking out loud again. Silly me."

"Not gonna lie....Promeia is pretty in a dress." Yes, he did see the photo.

They're used to seeing many different people around here by now. Also i dont think you look scary... I only got startled because I didn't expect you (By now he recovered from the surprise of suddenly having Promeia in the room)