#rcdanfire

The demon knew when someone didn't belong in the vessel they showed to the world and the moment that she laid eyes on Danny, Azabeth's lips twitched into a smirk. At first, they said nothing, merely watched from a comfortable distance until finally, she approached the other, sitting down next to him. They didn't know exactly who or what he was but it didn't matter. He was different and that always drew Azabeth towards another being. Turning their head towards him, they finally addressed him. "You seem restless, what's troubling you?"

     A smile cracked across her face as the bound titan offered to have her bribe him for the answers to her questions. She bridged her fingertips together before leaning back in her chair, grin widening even more. To say she was eager to hear what a titan would request from her was an understatement. Now that they could communicate with one another there was no telling. And of course, she would be unable to assist him in freeing him of this form and she was certain he knew that but she was still willing to humor him.

empty them at your own pace! you're a blessing no matter how fast you go :D

It was a question that seemed to come out of nowhere and Azabeth looked down at Danny as they walked down the street. “No,” they said honestly before shrugging. “You’re trying to survive, just as I am. Besides, joining with Mothra has given me something that I didn’t think I would ever truly have - a family. Even if one of you I wish to take the neck of and snap it on a daily basis.”

    He looks confused for a moment, like he’s not sure he heard that right. His brows pinch together, mouth turning down into a tight frown. “W-what?!” He actually sputters the word, taking a cautionary step back and eyeing the other kid like he’s sprouted a second head, or clown make-up. After everything he and his friends went through it was a relief to have Derry feeling halfway to normal.             “That’s not fucking funny! Why would you say that?” He suddenly feels defensive, his shoulders square up and his hands have balled into fists at his side. It makes pain twinge up his broken arm beneath his cast. “Do you want to get kidnapped and eaten?”