Not in that manner, I take it. [Honestly he'll take looking like a fool because he's just kind of impressed Pride had it in them to fuck around after that trial]
[Avatars: gee why doesn't Childe trust us Also the Avatars: lmao]
Ahaha, no, that's alright. [He'll just commend Pride later for making him literally unable to tell whether or not they were joking. Pride is so great. His favorite Avatar.] But can I ask what happens to them? More seriously, this time.
What makes you and the others so interested in the bodies of the dead? You are here for your own gains, are you not? What does it matter what happens to them, or their bodies?
Well, I can't speak for anyone else. It's simply curiosity, on my part.
[Because y'all are fuckin shady and he's never not going to believe there isn't a master plot happening here but honestly this is like 99% true. He doesn't actually care about anybody who's died.]
If we truly are in "space", as it were, isn't disposal inconvenient? It's not something I've ever had to deal with before, that's all.
[Though admittedly he stopped having to clean up corpses once he got promoted anyway, but still.]
I see. You do not have to concern yourself with the bodies. They are disposed of properly. There is not any inconveniences in getting rid of them, no. Not for me.
Very well. [He does not say "I'll take your word for it" because he doesn't take their word for anything but still.] Thank you for humoring me and clarifying.
[without any hesitation, they gesture to one of the tables closest to childe. there's a lot of dessert and finger-food on it, but at one of the seats is a plate with a slice of something sitting in the middle.]
Ptichye Moloko. Milk soufflé covered with soft chocolate.
[This right here is an Anna tag if I've ever read one.]
Thank you. [He'll take a seat, then! I hope it's poisoned.] Nothing for you? You're welcome to join me, if you'd like. My apologies for not meeting with you earlier.
[STOP IGNORE MY ANNA-TORTURING CUTLERY SHITPOSTING.
Childe, however, just looks briefly surprised, but--well, if Gluttony wants to, they're free to make it instead. Sometimes you are rich and used to these things things. Terrible.]
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I suppose you shall just have to face my fury when I am offended after you ask.
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Can I at least have a chance to fight for my life, if I do?
[He's fine with it but y'all are kind of OP so he has to ask first.]
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I would be exceedingly disappointed if you did not.
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But with that confirmation, he'll just go ahead and say it.]
Pride told me that you consume our dead, is that right?
[He just desperately needs to know if Pride was fucking with him, because he doesn't think they were, but he can't be SURE without confirmation.]
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...............
they have to duck their head down a bit because a very strained pfft comes out of them. and then they just
turn around in place with shaking shoulders.]
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He will wait patiently. It's fine. He's used to being laughed at.]
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Apologies. I handle the disposal of the bodies of the dead, yes.
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Not in that manner, I take it. [Honestly he'll take looking like a fool because he's just kind of impressed Pride had it in them to fuck around after that trial]
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Also the Avatars: lmao]
Ahaha, no, that's alright. [He'll just commend Pride later for making him literally unable to tell whether or not they were joking. Pride is so great. His favorite Avatar.] But can I ask what happens to them? More seriously, this time.
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By?
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What makes you and the others so interested in the bodies of the dead? You are here for your own gains, are you not? What does it matter what happens to them, or their bodies?
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[Because y'all are fuckin shady and he's never not going to believe there isn't a master plot happening here but honestly this is like 99% true. He doesn't actually care about anybody who's died.]
If we truly are in "space", as it were, isn't disposal inconvenient? It's not something I've ever had to deal with before, that's all.
[Though admittedly he stopped having to clean up corpses once he got promoted anyway, but still.]
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[they motion to, like, the room in general.]
Would you care for anything?
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Sure, while I'm here. What do you recommend?
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Ptichye Moloko. Milk soufflé covered with soft chocolate.
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Thank you. [He'll take a seat, then! I hope it's poisoned.] Nothing for you? You're welcome to join me, if you'd like. My apologies for not meeting with you earlier.
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That is alright. And no, thank you. My palate is very different from yours, I am afraid. Food such as this does not interest me.
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Also now he can laugh about it, reaching for the tea to make himself a cup as well.]
What does interest you, then?
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Something quite niche and particular, I am afraid.
[pushes the off center one straight again.]
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Childe, however, just looks briefly surprised, but--well, if Gluttony wants to, they're free to make it instead. Sometimes you are rich and used to these things things. Terrible.]
Does that make living here difficult for you?
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Not at all. It often takes a long time for my food to be cultivated perfectly. For it to... ripen, you could say.
[and yes, gluttony absolutely will do it for childe without complaint. they are polite.]
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