This was almost too much. Yazoo wasn't entirely sure what to think about Kadaj pressing the matter. This was a game, wasn't it? They were planning to string these poor people along for a wild ride before informing them it was a joke, right...? Well, of course. Kadaj wouldn't needlessly murder people, so there was no real reason for Yazoo to feel this tinge of confusion and ... anxiety.
A little chill shot up his spine as Kadaj greeted the boy; it wasn't often he heard Kadaj speak with that tone of voice. It was chilling in its polite nature, and somewhat unsettling when given the object of the pleasantry. If the kid hadn't been confused and scared before, he must have been now -- but Yazoo couldn't help wondering if Kadaj was able to have the manipulative influence over the people of Paixao that he'd had on Gaia.
"Don't scare him too badly, Kadaj, or he'll make a mess everywhere," he insisted quietly, glancing once at the boy, then to his brother. He didn't want to have to deal with a mess, and half-cringed at the thought of having to, both hands now gently massaging his thighs. They ached, and he was never walking again if this was to be a reoccurance. ...Oh, as if. It wasn't nearly as bad as he would like to make it out to be, unfortunately.
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This was almost too much. Yazoo wasn't entirely sure what to think about Kadaj pressing the matter. This was a game, wasn't it? They were planning to string these poor people along for a wild ride before informing them it was a joke, right...? Well, of course. Kadaj wouldn't needlessly murder people, so there was no real reason for Yazoo to feel this tinge of confusion and ... anxiety.
A little chill shot up his spine as Kadaj greeted the boy; it wasn't often he heard Kadaj speak with that tone of voice. It was chilling in its polite nature, and somewhat unsettling when given the object of the pleasantry. If the kid hadn't been confused and scared before, he must have been now -- but Yazoo couldn't help wondering if Kadaj was able to have the manipulative influence over the people of Paixao that he'd had on Gaia.
"Don't scare him too badly, Kadaj, or he'll make a mess everywhere," he insisted quietly, glancing once at the boy, then to his brother. He didn't want to have to deal with a mess, and half-cringed at the thought of having to, both hands now gently massaging his thighs. They ached, and he was never walking again if this was to be a reoccurance. ...Oh, as if. It wasn't nearly as bad as he would like to make it out to be, unfortunately.