pc catchall for ray (selfimmolates)

[requiemed]

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[requiemed]

He’s a huge asshole, that’s what happened.

[zoe......]

[selfimmolates]

Yeah, that doesn't tell me much.

[requiemed]

I mean, there’s the obvious reasons like how he’s fine with murder, but...

[She sighs.]

I hate when people try to act like they know me and they don’t. He kept trying to pretend he understood me because he wanted me to agree with his fucked up logic.

[selfimmolates]

... I mean, wouldn't most of the gods here do that?

[requiemed]

No. It was like... I’m not saying the others don’t manipulate people, but this was different. He kept, like, openly implying that he knew what I wanted better than I did, and acting like I was too stupid to see that he was right about it. Which he wasn’t.

[Which is a sore spot for her, for a few reasons.]

[selfimmolates]

He sees you as weak, I'm guessing. What provoked this line of topic?

[requiemed]

I told him murdering people is bad and he couldn’t handle it.

[selfimmolates]

I'm not surprised a God of Cunning doesn't like being told that they're wrong.

This is why, when it comes to the gods, I mostly smile and nod regardless of what I think.

[requiemed]

...Yeah, I don't think I'd ever be able to do that.

[selfimmolates]

Well, not everyone can. At least, not without practice, and I doubt you'd be able to learn fast enough here.

[requiemed]

[A pause.]

It doesn't bother you, to do stuff like that?

[selfimmolates]

I've dealt with more difficult people.

[requiemed]

[She shakes her head, clarifying.]

Not the difficult people part as much as... feeling like you need to lie, or not say how you feel.

[selfimmolates]

And like I said, I've dealt with more difficult people. When the other option is risking death, it stops being such a big deal.

Better to bide your time.

[requiemed]

...Oh.

[A pause.]

Because of the - demons, right?

[selfimmolates]

[he just nods.

... it's actually a lot more complicated than that, but zoe doesn't really need to know about farms or years of mind games, so.]

[requiemed]

I guess I didn’t realize they could... talk.

[She can’t see another reason, at least not immediately, that he would need to be that dishonest.]

[selfimmolates]

[casually moves on and lets her think that.]

The intelligent ones can. There are also wild demons that are probably closer to what you're thinking of.

[requiemed]

That's so weird...

[A pause.]

I mean, to me... Probably not to you. Have they always been around?

[selfimmolates]

For at least a thousand years, or so I've been told.

[requiemed]

Does anyone know how they popped up?

[selfimmolates]

I wish I did, but no dice.