Just the idea alone that there are people who have been up and touched the stars would blow the Belmont's vacuous mind, to know that people had not only walked among the stars but did so in hulking metal armor!
A hangover could possibly mean that all of this was just some drunken hallucination? He might still be, well, he doesn't actually have a home so he can't say that, but well, at least he could wake up somewhere familiar when the alcohol leaves his system. No such luck apparently.
"Deathscythe? Doesn't sound too healthy." Raising a brow. Okay kid, you just got a whole lot more interesting! His hair reminded him a little of someone back in his world, so, forgive him if he gets a little sarcastic with you because of it. For now, he's okay.
"Ah, well, there's no beach like this in Wallachian. And no, I'm fine." He says as his boot starts to sink into the wet sand, pulling him down at about shin depth. "Really?" Sighing and shaking his head.
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A hangover could possibly mean that all of this was just some drunken hallucination? He might still be, well, he doesn't actually have a home so he can't say that, but well, at least he could wake up somewhere familiar when the alcohol leaves his system. No such luck apparently.
"Deathscythe? Doesn't sound too healthy." Raising a brow. Okay kid, you just got a whole lot more interesting! His hair reminded him a little of someone back in his world, so, forgive him if he gets a little sarcastic with you because of it. For now, he's okay.
"Ah, well, there's no beach like this in Wallachian. And no, I'm fine." He says as his boot starts to sink into the wet sand, pulling him down at about shin depth. "Really?" Sighing and shaking his head.