Be sober, be vigilant
11-08-2018, 02:16 PM
She hadn't expected him to apologize, though the gesture was welcomed all the same. It wasn't in their nature to admit they were wrong, even when it came to each other. She tried to carry some of the anger over, but it couldn't quite reach her again. While she would probably never come back to the fold, Dea knew she would have nothing if she left a sour note between them about their leaving. Marek seemed conflicted for a moment, but it was soon covered with his expressionless mask as if there had never even been anything said. Deciding to leave his apology where it was, she asked about her sister. Marek got hearts in his eyes as he looked off into the distance, and though there was no actual emotion displayed, Dea could see the love in his face for their sister. Only she and Zeivah would have been able to see the affection there, or hear it in the cold tones of his voice. They had been raised together, for the most part. To hear that her sister was doing good was a balm on her heart, but Marek's next words about her sent a stabbing jolt of shock and happiness to her. She let her mask completely shatter then as her eyes grew wide and she gawked at her brother. "You guys are gonna make me an aunt!?" Suddenly, she was a bouncing mess of pup-like happiness, her tail waving joyously in circles at her hips. "I am so happy for you!" It was all she could repeat as she danced around in circles like a witch about a fire, whether she agreed with their ways or not, they were still her family. She was allowed to be happy about the chance to meet more demons. More fallen angels to add to the Asmodean Empire she knew was in the future, Dea could only imagine how thrilled her sister would be! The only way Dea could have been happier was to have her own pups, though she wasn't currently thinking on that just yet. Even if she was, she would hope that Archon would bless her with their own little godlings. It was complete crush thoughts, but hey, a demon could dream! Walk, "Talk" Think |