[ See, now Vanitas will simply raise a gloved hand and wriggle his fingers at Honir, expression wry. ]
That doesn't sound aesthetically pleasing.
<b@>[ a moment's pause to let that charming remark sink in and, yeah, Vanitas clearly feels entirely comfortable judging local gods. He grins, even. ] I might be applying human standard sof beauty though.
Why do you look like this then? To speak with us? Sounds like being made of air and lightning bolts is a bit more exciting.
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That doesn't sound aesthetically pleasing.
<b@>[ a moment's pause to let that charming remark sink in and, yeah, Vanitas clearly feels entirely comfortable judging local gods. He grins, even. ] I might be applying human standard sof beauty though.
Why do you look like this then? To speak with us? Sounds like being made of air and lightning bolts is a bit more exciting.