The Offer on My Head, Still Stands

Absinth held steadfast in her bold approach. Eyes locked on the stranger male who grew defensive immediately after her arrival. Of course she was hardly going to be a threat, the cogs turning visibly within the mismatched eyes of the brute. He looked to be the same age as her - but much better fed. She could see the sort of man he was. Oddly enough it was  just like being faced with her Father again- only far less dangerously loving. Perhaps his madness was deeper, or shallower - but this was terrain she could navigate carefully with experience.

Aresenn greeted her normally, but his friend... he began to question the red boy about what Absinth's purpose was. A toy. A plaything. How touching. Not a bad start, she supposed. -this is your world and we are all just merely pieces in it. Oh? Absinth began to read into Aresenns words as she faced the drooling maw of a predator who was sizing her up…. and all the things he could possibly do to her. Better a plaything than prey - but she knew she could still easily fall down to a lower rank than that. You know, dead. Her inability to control her facial features began to pull at the corners of her maw, giving way to a contorted grin where she had wanted to place an unreadable expression. Well, now I look crazy. It was exciting to be caught here with no escape- where her heart beat cooed in her ears.

She allowed the brutes time to converse of her fate, apparently. This was to be expected, she never fooled herself into thinking they would be any semblance of decent, Afterall - she wasn't either. That was the reason she had rejected Talyssa's offer in the first place. Absinth was in search of like-minded fellows. Surviving amongst them was part of the deal too but she still needed a way to dig her claws deep into belonging. "Daddy dearest was all sorts of creative, when he wasn't having a go at his pretty little toys." She didn't giggle, but a sound close enough to it came oozing out of her throat. Aresenn was not a friend to her, not quite yet. But he did offer some breadcrumbs she only had to follow and play off of to not wind up dead. In other words Absinth could roll with the punches with him acting as a buffer.

"I'm far more amusing alive, and I for one, love surprises." She took a note from Aresenns book- to turn Sephiran's mind back to his waiting toy. Absinth tried to tame the odd smile on her face but it was difficult- usually when she was on guard this would happen. It might've been the reason she survived so long in the company of her father. Now they waited to see if Sephiran would turn back in the direction of his 'surprise', two green emeralds glancing casually at Aresenn to see if she'd done well enough.

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