Not just because a lot has changed over the past few months and he's got scales on his face, full horns, and a new right arm that somehow looks even more inhuman than the last. No, as aesthetically fitting as all of that is, it's because he's taken up a stony vigil near the entranceway, gaze flitting back and forth between the front door and the kitchen.
He can tell this is different.
He knows Nico. He knows how flippantly she reacts to things that don't matter and how much effort she puts into things that does. She looks different, the cake is special, and since when has she ever invited someone over for dinner?
Just who the hell is this guy?
He's properly called out and shaken a little from the hard-lined glare he has apparently been sporting. ]
I'm not gonna--
[ Urgh. Whatever.
Nero shuffles back towards his girlfriend who is already playing the perfect host, as expected. Except he doesn't really help set the table because he hears the front door open, and instead turns to peer out, tail twitching. ]
Just who the hell is this guy?
[ Dressed like that?
At least he has the wherewith-all to keep his grumble low enough that Kyrie should be the only one to hear it. ]
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Not just because a lot has changed over the past few months and he's got scales on his face, full horns, and a new right arm that somehow looks even more inhuman than the last. No, as aesthetically fitting as all of that is, it's because he's taken up a stony vigil near the entranceway, gaze flitting back and forth between the front door and the kitchen.
He can tell this is different.
He knows Nico. He knows how flippantly she reacts to things that don't matter and how much effort she puts into things that does. She looks different, the cake is special, and since when has she ever invited someone over for dinner?
Just who the hell is this guy?
He's properly called out and shaken a little from the hard-lined glare he has apparently been sporting. ]
I'm not gonna--
[ Urgh. Whatever.
Nero shuffles back towards his girlfriend who is already playing the perfect host, as expected. Except he doesn't really help set the table because he hears the front door open, and instead turns to peer out, tail twitching. ]
Just who the hell is this guy?
[ Dressed like that?
At least he has the wherewith-all to keep his grumble low enough that Kyrie should be the only one to hear it. ]