[So she was getting a whiff of death in here. A goddess of love and beauty doesn’t deal too much in the chthonic. Not directly, anyway. But there’s no mistaking a god when she sees one. Even one dressed in trousers and nothing else.
Well, far be it from her to judge him for his state of undress.]
My, my, [She lilts, fingers curling under her chin in a thoughtful pantomime, eyes taking him in from head to toe,] You must be one of Lady Nyx’s. And since you are holding a conversation with me and not dosing off, I can only guess that you are none other than Thanatos. [She extends a hand. To kiss of course.] I have heard much about you from Lord Ares. He wasn’t lying about the thighs…
[Ahem.] What brings a god of death to a place such as this? It certainly doesn’t look like you’re here for business.
[Don’t worry, goth Edgeworth, she’ll get to your hair soon enough.]
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Well, far be it from her to judge him for his state of undress.]
My, my, [She lilts, fingers curling under her chin in a thoughtful pantomime, eyes taking him in from head to toe,] You must be one of Lady Nyx’s. And since you are holding a conversation with me and not dosing off, I can only guess that you are none other than Thanatos. [She extends a hand. To kiss of course.] I have heard much about you from Lord Ares. He wasn’t lying about the thighs…
[Ahem.] What brings a god of death to a place such as this? It certainly doesn’t look like you’re here for business.
[Don’t worry, goth Edgeworth, she’ll get to your hair soon enough.]