@blindhavoc
“Really?” He smiles, tapping his chin with one finger. “Some…thing like you is a religious type? That’s very interesting.”
Shimazaki can’t help the little laugh he lets out as he steps forward. With his hand returning back into the pocket of his pants, he rolls his shoulders, cants his head, and then says, “Oh, there is something I’d give up for Lent if I celebrated.”
“But as you can see, they’re already gone! Hahaha!”
“Oh, God forbid I’d be the religious type,” he says back. “It’s a little too late for that!”
Well, he’s not exaggerating. Being dead definitely limits your options on what deity to believe in—he can’t say he ever believed in anything at all, if he’s being honest. He’s not here to talk about what becomes of someone after they’ve died, so he instead observes the other’s eye sockets. They’re interesting and all, but...
“Ha!” Snatcher lets out a snort, putting a hand to his cheek as he continues to speak. “What, is that the only party trick you’ve brought with you? Because I’ve seen better!”
