Those two were so amusing. Laughing quietly in the already retreating nightmare's direction, he said, "It was nice seeing you again, Mister Corinthian~" He would have laughed louder, but that was a little difficult with his arms still crossed. He would have to make up for that later.
To Dream he merely nodded, giving the man a faint smile and saying, "Thank you. I hope you find your sister soon, too." He almost surprised himself with the sincerity in his tone. Sure, it was mostly false, but there was still that real concern, however small it was. He blamed Ai.
Speaking of which... he looked towards her, a little uncertain about how to proceed. He still wanted to kill her, no doubt about that, but how should he do it? He would have to slit her throat, that was it, unless he could otherwise keep her silent while she died. A gag, perhaps? That was more suited to torture, though, and he wasn't in the mood for that (the man at the Morem o Lisboa was still fresh in his memory). That would probably only give her another chance to ensnare him anyway. Unless he cut out her tongue? Would she still be able to effect him if she couldn't form words properly? Maybe her vocal chords instead.
He eventually became aware of the fact that he had been staring at her for quite awhile, his expression anything but the pleasant mask he had been wearing earlier. Well, he had been getting tired of it anyway, but that put him in a rather awkward position now. Unless he finally decided to drop the act, that is.
Well, why not? There wasn't much else he could do. With a small sigh, he slowly uncrossed his arms and let the last vestiges of his calm, amiable persona fall away, the same mocking smirk he had given the Corinthian fully forming on his face in its place. "So tell me, Ai. Why did you choose a love song? Were you hoping I'd fall for you? Silly, silly girl..." He 'tsk'ed at her softly, shaking his head. "Things just don't work that way."
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To Dream he merely nodded, giving the man a faint smile and saying, "Thank you. I hope you find your sister soon, too." He almost surprised himself with the sincerity in his tone. Sure, it was mostly false, but there was still that real concern, however small it was. He blamed Ai.
Speaking of which... he looked towards her, a little uncertain about how to proceed. He still wanted to kill her, no doubt about that, but how should he do it? He would have to slit her throat, that was it, unless he could otherwise keep her silent while she died. A gag, perhaps? That was more suited to torture, though, and he wasn't in the mood for that (the man at the Morem o Lisboa was still fresh in his memory). That would probably only give her another chance to ensnare him anyway. Unless he cut out her tongue? Would she still be able to effect him if she couldn't form words properly? Maybe her vocal chords instead.
He eventually became aware of the fact that he had been staring at her for quite awhile, his expression anything but the pleasant mask he had been wearing earlier. Well, he had been getting tired of it anyway, but that put him in a rather awkward position now. Unless he finally decided to drop the act, that is.
Well, why not? There wasn't much else he could do. With a small sigh, he slowly uncrossed his arms and let the last vestiges of his calm, amiable persona fall away, the same mocking smirk he had given the Corinthian fully forming on his face in its place. "So tell me, Ai. Why did you choose a love song? Were you hoping I'd fall for you? Silly, silly girl..." He 'tsk'ed at her softly, shaking his head. "Things just don't work that way."