Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190407215657/@comment-26545936-20190426021918

"Perhaps you should, maybe she's lonely." Palladia simply stated to him which caused him to smirk venomously and stroke his chin as he mock-looked up to the sky as if he was thinking. "Hmmm, maaaybe."

"Wait..." Both he and Palladia turn to him. "You're a masochist?" "No, I think he means it sarcastically, you do know what sarcasm is, right?"

"Of course I do!" Palladia makes a note to ask Jeiel sometime later what sarcasm is while K'eth aggressively rolls his eyes and scoffs in faux-disgust.

"So this is your arch-nemesis turned wife/girlfriend/concubine, pleasure to meet you. I mean... I think." K'eth scratched his head with his gauntleted-head as he shrugs at the Gnarl.

"Weren't we going for food?" "We were! Which is why I said 'I think' because she stopped us..." The demonic-humanoid grumbled before suddenly pulling out a fried and breaded drumstick of chicken from somewhere and taking a massive bite out of it.

Palladia stares, hunger in her eyes. "Can... c-can I have one please?" K'eth stares at her for a moment before giving her another drumstick from absolutely nowhere. She sloppily takes it with her arms and starts eating it with vigor. It appears she was quite starved in that coffin for two years.