Esme: Motherfucker-fine. Fine...
She kneels down, looking up at death with barely concealed fury and hate in her eyes.
Esme: Please, please don't turn me in-I-I'll do anything you ask, but-please, I-I don't...I can't go back...
"fine then. I won't call him. You can be on your way and I can be on mine..."
¬*a small animal comes over to Death*¬
"AHHHHHHHHHH! GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!"
¬*he flies to avoid it and he seems to be angry at it. His eyes were burning with hatered as he stared at the small inoccent creature*¬
Esme quickly picks up the small bird, which seemed incredibly frightened
Esme: Shhh...shhh...there, there little one, it's alright...
She studies death curiously
Esme: I-are you...scared to hurt living things...?
"WHAT DO YOU KNOW? YOU'RE JUST SOME HELL QUEEN WASH UP! LEAVEME ALONE!"
¬*he flies upwards clearly trying to avoid talking about something*¬
Esme goes to fly after him but falls on the forest floor with a thud. Her wings are broken.
Esme: AHHH!
She looks at them, eyes wide and horrified
Esme: No...no no no no no no NO!
¬*he stops and looks back*¬
"No. Focus on what you came here for."
¬*he begins to fly away before quickly tirning back and fixing your wings with some dead leaves which surprisingly worked somehow. after that he flew back up and started to go as far from you as possible*¬
Esme: HEY! W-wait I...I have an idea-just-come here for a second...
¬*he stops*¬
"Make it quick."
¬*he walks back slowly and stops in front of you*¬
Esme: ...Give me your hands, please.
"NO WAY! I'LL HARM YOU AFTER I JUST SAID I WOULDN'T!"
