[ The scene isn’t what he expects. Honestly, he hadn’t even thought about why Set would be summoning him before answering, because truthfully, such a willful god was hard for him to predict. It could be something trivial and sentimental just as much as an earnest request. He doesn’t expect too much of it, and honestly, if it were a small request? He would offer it for “free”. It would be simple appreciation of the entertainment that Set had offered in an otherwise largely dull world. ]
…Oh?
[ The friendly delight smoothly turns to a different kind of sharp smile. Even before Set states his intention, he can guess it. He’s never seen Set look so…
Weak.
He slinks closer and dips down to Set’s level in a half-kneel. He’s read the situation, and what an unexpected delight. As much as he valued their odd, twisted sense of being equals, he’s still a predator at the end of the day. That’s what makes it immediately, sharply delicious. Set knows that. He knows exactly what Sebastian is and what his services truly mean, and still, he wanted them. A god’s desperation was just as potent as a human’s, as it turned out. ]
Dear me… Look at you.
[ His words are polite and genteel as they’ve ever been, but they’re sharply contrasted with his smile. He reaches out to Set, knowing fully that he’s likely to be smacked away, but it’s only to gently brush some hair away from his face. It’s a mocking sort of fondness. ]
What a terrible thing must have happened… I never thought you would want me so.
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…Oh?
[ The friendly delight smoothly turns to a different kind of sharp smile. Even before Set states his intention, he can guess it. He’s never seen Set look so…
Weak.
He slinks closer and dips down to Set’s level in a half-kneel. He’s read the situation, and what an unexpected delight. As much as he valued their odd, twisted sense of being equals, he’s still a predator at the end of the day. That’s what makes it immediately, sharply delicious. Set knows that. He knows exactly what Sebastian is and what his services truly mean, and still, he wanted them. A god’s desperation was just as potent as a human’s, as it turned out. ]
Dear me… Look at you.
[ His words are polite and genteel as they’ve ever been, but they’re sharply contrasted with his smile. He reaches out to Set, knowing fully that he’s likely to be smacked away, but it’s only to gently brush some hair away from his face. It’s a mocking sort of fondness. ]
What a terrible thing must have happened… I never thought you would want me so.