#judaikuningas

      There was...    Quite an odd aura about this person.

                   He’d have to be a little cautious here, wouldn't he?

@judai-kuningas​ – [ asked after the King ]

♔ —  The steps to the castle were slick with the POURING rain that barreled down upon Dark World. As the King traversed them, a LOWLY monster stood behind him, holding up cape ends and LAGGING behind in the wet. ❝ Haou-sama, are you holding up alright? ❞

♔ —  HALTING his movement, a knee was bent on the upper step and fists were CLENCHED. Hooded head turning, golden hues BURNED into the Skull’s Servant holding the red fabric. ❝ Do I look like I am feeble...? ❞

♔ —  Skeleton hands GRASPING the fabric clenched harder as the Duel Monster TREMBLED. ❝ N-no Haou-sama!! You are anything but!!! ❞ The monster was about STRICKEN with paralysis before the King looked away.

“Well, who do you suggest I ask? Johan? Asuka? That’s awkward...”

Round violet eyes looked up into their captors, testing for any sign of empty threats, but all that was found was firm promises. Heba knew that to openly rebel now would just cause him horrible pain, so he dried his tears the best he could.

Juudai immediately felt bad for making Haou feel like he needed to shut up and he quickly waved his hands as though to take back what he’d just said. “Nooo, you can keep singing, but what kind of song is that? I’ve never heard it before--I guess I’m surprised that someone like you even sings.” 

“.....”

Sexy, a word that somehow sounded odd coming from Judai’s mouth, even though it was supposed to be a compliment. It was probably the fact that he was wasted.

“Judai, if you hiccup a hundred times, you’ll die.”

Dalila could clearly see how much the child was hurting, and instinctively trotted over to comfort him. She began to do one of the few things that seemed to help most humans stop crying quickly. Licking their tears. 

She laid down to better comfort the stranger, radiating concern as she slowly began to put a wing around Judai in a protective and comforting manner.

Careful not to accidentally harm him with her draconic lower jaw, her head was tilted at a slightly awkward angle. But she purred nonetheless in an attempt to stem the flow of tears and keep more from falling. Crying is better stopped when the person feels safe in their surroundings, and the wing wasn’t just hiding Judai’s tears from view. 

Dalila was offering him a dark place to hide and recover. It worked for most other humans, and she hoped he would feel safe by her gesture. Light was still shining outside the dark space, as she had not completely put him in darkness. She was more giving him a temporary tent or room to calm down.

She sighed, slowly laying her head on her front paws after a while to give him some space. Her head was facing him, though. The purring slightly echoing around her, her first mouth opened to speak.

“Are you alright, little one?”

Dalila asked in a soft, caring tone.