( Paimon, ever-attentive to the subtle shifts and nuances to the other, sees it, perhaps also feels it — an intensity reflected right back. This entire interaction has been a perpetual force of intensity, of observing and learning one another, and there is much more to learn. But the important thing is that connection has been established, and it pleases the demon king so very much. It's important, even essential to how he functions.
When Dito steps closer to accept that coin, Paimon hums contentedly, eyes sparking again; oh, he can grant so much more than simple gold, but in this place, it's a start. It should be sufficient for Dito to barter with, or perhaps simply to keep as a trinket if he prefers. But there is more, so much more, to be given to those he becomes close with. And perhaps he is on that journey with this mysterious young man whom he has shared his spirit with.
The way the boy looks up to him, the brush of fingers, even the drop in his tone — Paimon perceives them all as Dito being affected by his presence, by what has transpired between them. Feeling the importance of everything just as much as Paimon is. A thrill shudders through him, one that feels like static electricity. He is being invited to spend time at one's abode, an important and respectable thing....! )
I should like to see your home. ( He practically purrs, making the fire he'd conjured vanish away into a little curl of black smoke, so that he can move with Dito. ) Do you live alone?
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When Dito steps closer to accept that coin, Paimon hums contentedly, eyes sparking again; oh, he can grant so much more than simple gold, but in this place, it's a start. It should be sufficient for Dito to barter with, or perhaps simply to keep as a trinket if he prefers. But there is more, so much more, to be given to those he becomes close with. And perhaps he is on that journey with this mysterious young man whom he has shared his spirit with.
The way the boy looks up to him, the brush of fingers, even the drop in his tone — Paimon perceives them all as Dito being affected by his presence, by what has transpired between them. Feeling the importance of everything just as much as Paimon is. A thrill shudders through him, one that feels like static electricity. He is being invited to spend time at one's abode, an important and respectable thing....! )
I should like to see your home. ( He practically purrs, making the fire he'd conjured vanish away into a little curl of black smoke, so that he can move with Dito. ) Do you live alone?