Laetes makes a snarl-adjacent grumbly noise and steps away, eyeing her distastefully. She is too close and too much and Laetes is not supposed to fight her, so he doesn't. But he isn't beholden to this game unless Lethys says he is.
Laetes stalks away, sideways, leering unhappily at her and clearly hoping he'll simply be allowed to leave. Perhaps normally he would be.
Monzun has asked for more time. Lethys considers it carefully, and then to Laetes' immense displeasure, a Leash whisks into existence and snaps to Sweetheart, the ethereal rope binding him to her with only about a forest's worth of leeway.
Laetes gives an angry little growly whine and rolls his eyes.
Lethys fixes back on Monzun. What are they planning?
"...There are a hundred ways to curse a man," he says cagily. "Why?"
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Date: 2025-04-23 09:19 pm (UTC)Laetes stalks away, sideways, leering unhappily at her and clearly hoping he'll simply be allowed to leave. Perhaps normally he would be.
Monzun has asked for more time. Lethys considers it carefully, and then to Laetes' immense displeasure, a Leash whisks into existence and snaps to Sweetheart, the ethereal rope binding him to her with only about a forest's worth of leeway.
Laetes gives an angry little growly whine and rolls his eyes.
Lethys fixes back on Monzun. What are they planning?
"...There are a hundred ways to curse a man," he says cagily. "Why?"