Well, I did give him notes... he caught me attempting to make my uniform by hand. Disapproved, despite how wonderful my work tends to be - I feel as though he simply wanted an excuse to dress me up.
[Batting his eyelashes, completely delusional about his crush - as one would expect from him. He hasn't even breathed a word anywhere close to "hey, I'm into you" yet. Lycaon probably just wanted Louis's uniform to be consistent with his own...]
The difficulty of this makes me wish it wasn't so... morally bankrupt to simply control the thoughts of others. Life would be much easier if I could just give him ideas, instead...
[The implication, here, being that he absolutely will not do this. That's a power he plans to save for if he NEEDS it. But god, he'd like to use it.
He kind of misses ruling over an entire little town because he brainwashed them.]
[Eva??? Please acknowledge that some of your friends are villains, at least???]
I'm glad one of us has confidence in this, then. Much that I adore my own looks and strive to be the loveliest in the room no matter where I am, before Ellipsa, people did not want me until I made them want me.
... Then again, I suppose that may be less because of myself, and more simple chrysophobia. And... Von Lycaon seemed to take quite a bit of offense at the mere idea of chrysophobia, despite it being so entrenched among Grim Reapers...
[Said as he reaches up to play with his hair, seemingly a bit sheepish about the idea.]
I can understand why people would be scared of someone who can alter their thoughts and senses. But if they pushed past that and got to know you, I know they'd find all your likeable qualities.
It will certainly make me feel strange. I recall you saying something about my love of plants and bugs as the reason you care for me... Is that truly reason enough not to kill someone who is so tempting to kill?
[That's followed with a dismissive flap of his hand, still looking at himself in the little mirror he's holding. He's also obviously taken the wrong thing from everything she'd said as a ghoul.]
[Well - if she's going to come right up to him like that, complete with a shoulder squeeze, why not take her hand entirely? As warm and friendly as ever.]
... Can you tell me another reason? I must admit, I'm horribly curious.
It's fine if the reason is simply "you're beautiful and your ass looks good in tight shorts", of course.
That's certainly true, but what I was going to say is that you make me smile. You're clever and witty and willing to do and say the most ridiculous things, and I always enjoy talking to you even when we don't do anything.
Ah - well, I'm only so willing to be ridiculous because that is what I want to see out of the world. You understand that, don't you?
If you want the world to be funny, it's often up to you to be the clown.
[... Y'know what? He's gonna punctuate that by lifting her hand and pressing a light little kiss to her knuckles.
Which does, of course, leave a bit of lipstick on her skin. because the outfit definitely has makeup with it, i'm just a coward and won't draw it]
... I'm glad I could be a small pleasure during your day, then. All I want is to make those around me smile, you know. Tell no one, of course. That ruins my mystique.
Hmm... is it sweet when it's selfishly motivated? To make others happy is to make yourself happy, as well. What better way to watch out for yourself than to watch out for those around you?
Really, so far, you are the only one who receives it so genuinely from me.
[A pause, with his gaze dropping to the lipstick stain he left.]
... Though, I am warming up to the idea of changing this. Perhaps if someone else becomes the second entry on the list of those who won't kill me, even when I am at my most annoying.
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