Needle in your side

Deteste was unused to Medusa's manner of life but it wasn't something he was attempting to shame. As he found himself pressed by his company he only laughed, a tight grin settling on his lips as he caught a lively glance from Medusa. He could almost feel the words held behind her dark lips. Playful, seductive. It humored him and it allowed him to relax. He appreciated Medusa's respect and he hoped she understood that he was in no way opposed to her nor ashamed of her. He allowed the conversation to settle before he spoke again, choosing his words carefully and eyeing the newcomer with a challenging gaze. He knew he was playing into the game but when it made no difference for Deteste there was much entertainment to get out of it. He wondered what Medusa would think of his uncharacteristic behavior. Deteste. he spoke, settling on his haunches beside the Madame. Yes. he echoed Zalin's response, And a woman like Medusa has more experienced and deserving lovers. Isn't that right? he turned to woman, winking.


This isn't about being proper. You're a stranger and you have no worth. We'll see where you stand when you prove yourself. there was a bite in the words but he only smiled and remained relaxed and gave a pause having been satisfied with the remark and giving Medusa the chance to explain her method of rule and the works of the new Amenti. He watched her with interest, hoping to have brought some light of entertainment to her expression.

"speech"