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Betrayal Starters

[If he had been a cat the hair on his back would be standing on end. Eyes were narrowed into slits as he stared at the girl. Amusement was gone from his face. He wouldn't understand, that was simply an excuse avoid explaining oneself. To him it didn't really make a difference whether an explaination was offered or not. It didn't change actions after all. Hands were balled into fists at his sides despite the relaxed posture. He didn't really expect much from many people. There were rare exceptions, but as a human that lived in darkness, he was always prepared for the worst situations, no matter how 'pure' someone might seem on the outside.

That being said, there was still a stinging in his chest. Annoyance, anger, frustration were running through his veins, gripping at his lungs. Hans managed to get control over the shaking breaths and forced the emotions back. His expression betrayed none of what his thoughts or feelings were. He almost looked indifferent as the golden hues watched her.]

[Eyes down at the girl with confusion at the question. What was with her? Honestly... Some people he just wouldn't get. She was one of them. Was there a point in attaching herself to an assassin like him? Goddess or no, things like that just never ended well. Hans would be the first to admit that, and the last to want to get some kid dragged into his life.

Annoyance was in his eyes, a finger tapping against his upper thighas he watched the girl. Really, wasn't she a goddess and not a child anyway. The hand moved away from his thigh and moved to flick her forehead.]

"Nyo."

[It’d barely finished raining five minutes ago, and Arthur was already back outside - soaking up the petrichor and chill. Given it was early evening, and the recent weather, Arthur didn’t expect to come across anyone in his quiet neighbourhood, but a lone stranger caught his interest as he passed.]