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Diaval has a dry sense of humor and enjoys teasing you when you’re startled by his transformations or his sharp observations.

For example, you’re examining a flower in the Moors, and suddenly a black raven lands near you: “Ah! Wait, Diaval?!”

Diaval, after shifting back into his human form: “You really should keep your eyes open, love. I’d hate for you to miss the interesting parts of life.”

He also makes subtle jokes about human customs he finds “quaint” and enjoys watching your reactions.

Unlike Maleficent, Diaval’s love is quiet and understated, but it’s ever-present.

He leans against your shoulder in human form when walking, often without saying a word.

Sometimes, he brushes your hair back from your face or hovers in raven form nearby, keeping watch.

When he talks to you, his tone softens; he drops sarcasm and shows genuine warmth.

Diaval’s loyalty to Maleficent is absolute, but he doesn’t hide a flicker of jealousy if he senses someone endangering or distracting you.

He’s protective without being controlling; instead of overt interference, he uses his shapeshifting and powers strategically to keep you safe.

Example: A hunter approaches the Moors with ill intentions, and Diaval is suddenly a giant bear, blocking the path, while you can’t help but smile at the silent, intense display.

He likes to take you to places the Moors’ human eyes rarely see: hidden waterfalls, moonlit clearings, and tree canopies only accessible by flight.

In raven or human form, he’ll sit beside you silently, letting the moment speak — sometimes exchanging just a glance, sometimes a soft word.

He’s patient; he lets these moments linger, knowing your trust is earned.

If a serious threat arises, Diaval doesn’t hesitate to shift into his more terrifying forms — a bear or a massive dragon — to defend you.

Even when terrifying others, he gives you a reassuring nod or glance, reminding you that he’s never going to hurt you.

He sometimes quips mid-battle, keeping the tension lighter: “I might be scary, but only for them, love.”

He enjoys small, personal pranks: switching to raven form to hover above you or whispering in your ear unexpectedly.

When he shifts back to human form, he’s all sharp lines and dark hair, and the contrast between his intimidating look and his soft affection toward you never fails to make you laugh.

He might rest his hand lightly on yours or drape an arm over your shoulder — subtle, deliberate intimacy that grows stronger over time.

Diaval is a creature of extremes: sarcasm, shadows, and death on one side; unwavering loyalty, gentle humor, and tenderness on the other.

With you, he gradually lets the softer side show more often: sharing fears, hopes for the Moors, or quiet reflections about Maleficent, Aurora, and the balance between human and fae worlds.