pc ♠ wiš'adel

[fried]

this is the only time i will spell her name the whole way

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[fried]

[ he - laughs? it's like, startled out of him. ]

Wis'adel... [ it's sweet, it really is. ] Surely you know I wouldn't want you to be on trial.

[ he's kind of reeling about this, not in a bad way. he just severely underestimates how much people care about him, always. ]

[sarkazm]

Oh, come on. Who ever even looks at me sideways except you and like, one or two other people?

[please. don't act like she couldn't get away with it, she's fairly confident she would.]

[fried]

[ gives her a Look ]

And what if killing me corrupted your soul, hm?

[sarkazm]

Then I'd just deal with that later.

[fried]

[ reaches over to her. grabby hand, just the one. c'mere. ]

[sarkazm]

[grabbed?? ok, sure, she's going along with this, a brow raised.]

[fried]

[ once she is close enough, he flicks her on the forehead. ]

None of that. [ do not just be like i'll deal with it later!! hello!!!!! ] Do not call me a favorite and then suggest you would risk your soul to spare me a bit of pain. I'll not have that in this afterlife.

[ scolding!! but it's because he cares, desperately, about her wellbeing, and his emotional state makes that very clear. ]

[sarkazm]

Jiaoqiu...

[ughhh. scolded... her own emotions still have a rebellious edge in them, but they also reflect warmth.]

Look, we don't know that I even would be. I'm not saying I'd actively risk it!

... but fine.

[fried]

[ a bit of relief. warmth given right back.

and then, jokingly: ]

If you wanted to kill me during trial, however... [ stop don't ]

[sarkazm]

Oh, sure. Don't worry, I'll go for traumatizing everybody here in the flashiest way I can!