[He's pretty sure testing that limit would be something that could get very out of hand, very fast. But there was a time and place for that.
His brows raise slightly at the question.]
Require? Mm. I don't know that I require anything. I just eat, and I prefer it to be good.
I'm in the mood for a few black tapir steaks. Maybe a couple dozen vampire bat sandwiches as a snack. But they don't have those at the buffet. So I can do without.
[His stomach growls once again, the redhead frowning with a hand tightening against his shirt.]
...It's probably better not to talk about it, little conqueror guy. I want to get my run in first.
crea's.... downright shocked. beelzebub just did the equivalent of giving a victorian child a taki and these are the consequences. crea is speechess, staring at the drink as if the thing were liquid gold. ]
[ He listens to this, something about "vampire bats"? What. He certainly doesn't remember seeing any vampires at the buffet. This explains why Beel is hungry, clearly. ]
Don’t worry about it, then. I won’t pry. [ everyone’s got secrets! no need to worry about it. ] I’m sure that won’t change the fact that we’ll hopefully be friends.
that's a nice feeling, to be called a friend. he smiles softly, nodding. ]
If you ever wanna tell me, I'll be all ears. Maybe I'll tell you some secret stories about where I'm from, too! One of the perks of time travelling is that I definitely have stories to tell.
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