[ owain, slightly scandalized, lets Crobat live his life sans the nectar of the gods. he makes a few fingergun notions towards the kitchen, if the giant bat wants to, like. ransack his food. it's all his, owain doesn't care. leo and lucina might, but. they ain't here ]
He...
He didn't take any. What's wrong with my blood? Why didn't he want my blood? It's noble blood. I'm the scion of fucking heroes.
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He...
He didn't take any. What's wrong with my blood? Why didn't he want my blood?
It's noble blood. I'm the scion of fucking heroes.