[ It only took him almost a year to think so. Hey, if she sticks around for a while, they might be friends in the end after all.

Rose watches him carefully as he reads The Null's contact post. It occurs to her that this is the first time he's ever seemed really... bothered by something. It's of course in the same stoic way he usually contemplates anything, but there's a certain weight to this there hasn't been before.

Then again, she supposes she'd be pretty upset too if the things that slaughtered her entire people were showing their faces around her home. ]

Well, yeah, by the book definition you're parasitic creatures. But who the fuck cares about that? My kind - yokai - translates literally to 'demons.' And look at me, I'm the worst demon to ever demon. What you are isn't who you are, man.

You're Sorrow. Perpetual Grumpy Face McGee who would do anything for his family. The guy - cloud, thing? - who danced with me at the ball when he didn't have to. You might be a right a-hole sometimes, dude, but you're definitely not a 'parasite' to me at least. You're way more than that.

[ Uhm.

Hopefully he still thinks that 'crudeness' is charming because that was possibly the worst compliment/inspirational spiel known to man. ]