[ he absolutely did. someone messed up when they made a guy like him a god isntead of a devil.
even so, he's no being too rough... yet. he sets himself to the task of undoing envi's clothing. he guessed this was his uniform, and as much as he'd like to see it torn to shreds, well, envi was polite enough. he didn't need to be taught any manners.
basically, as long as he didn't piss him off, he'd be 'nice'. he runs a gloved hand down envi's chest as he speaks to him, puffing out a short laugh and a bit of smoke. ]
It's not that type of insomnia. Think of it like... an itch.
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even so, he's no being too rough... yet. he sets himself to the task of undoing envi's clothing. he guessed this was his uniform, and as much as he'd like to see it torn to shreds, well, envi was polite enough. he didn't need to be taught any manners.
basically, as long as he didn't piss him off, he'd be 'nice'. he runs a gloved hand down envi's chest as he speaks to him, puffing out a short laugh and a bit of smoke. ]
It's not that type of insomnia. Think of it like... an itch.