Sunshine's eyes lowered a fraction as the word expository
left her lips. It was not a word he particularly enjoyed. Is it that difficult to understand...? They are my visions, holy in origin, inspiring of my prayers... though they may be great and terrible, they are my blessing and duty to receive... not 'night terrors'.
Sunshine could have hidden every bit of his displeasure, and he often would have. But with an innocent like the one before him... he did not mind terribly. She could actually learn something from him, just from these kinds of subtleties...
Much like himself, it seemed that she could observe those subtle changes in his demeanor. Most interesting. I truly must use that... discipline of mine to keep myself in check~
As those thoughts coursed along his mind, a sick kind of shiver coursed along his body. Both of these individuals were empaths, in one manner or another. One of them was much older than the other... Age brings experience... and experience means I must be the one to be careful... how very unfortunate...Guess that must...
Sunshine nearly chuckled aloud when she said she dreamt of doing 'love' with her sister. Apparently I'm the only one in this family who is held back from such... joy~
As it was, he merely gave her an airy smile for a few moments, before letting it disperse once again. He continued to let her speak, letting his gaze return to that more serious expression. "No... letting someone else tell you how to lead your life is a crude way to live."
Sunshine's expression changed, holding on to those thoughts, becoming... calm. His eyes moved to the side in thought, before returning to look into hers."It's been so long since I've heard someone outside of the Faith speak that way. It makes me quite happy. One of our tenets is that individualism is immensely important. I'd love to tell you more about it... and I'm sure I'll have plenty of chances to~"
Sunshine chuckled at the thought,drawing the bowl back to his lips as she continued to speak.
His eyes were closed with the bowl pressed to his lips, leaning his head forwards once again as the black substance poured forth from his mouth once more. The noise it made was not that of retching, but like the sound of a spring flowing over rocks along the bed of a river. Sunshine took slow, deep breaths as the stream came to a halt, placing the bowl back at his feet. Really reading it, hmm?
Sunshine thought to himself, gazing at his bowl, his emotional spectrum shifting and swirling once again. He could see her sniffling, her sighing, those golden tears. She was not trying to hide a thing. He became excited from the changes she was going through that he could see, finally bringing his hands together in front of himself. A deep breath left his nostrils, his eyes looking back up into hers.
One hand reached outwards, gripping onto hers. Fingers clasped around Calypso's, warm, very warm. From the tips of his fingers, the most pleasant sensation would extend. In that moment, Sunshine allowed himself to give in completely before her. Thoughts of serving his goddess, of the labors he endured for her, of guiding her flock,,of enjoying his purpose in life, earthly pleasures, spiritual ones, the feeling of clarity and purpose and joy and belief and and and and...
The muscles in his arm tightened, squeezing, the strangest pink glow emanating forth from it, her hand and likely her whole upper arm feeling the same sensation that was flooding through the Archbishop's body. ...Yes...
At last, he released her once more, one hand moving to his lips."You need to learn how to control yourself~ Imagine where you'd be if I actually was trying to overwhelm you, if I actually thought badly of you as a person, not a minor defect in your character that's likely hereditary~"
Sunshine snickered to himself in a most mischevious manner, his eyes finally returning to hers, allowing for her to finish.Retrieve him...? What..? Lord Deveta..? One of his couriers...? Who else...? Death...?
Sunshine's thoughts began to race, his expression hardening as his mind raced. The emotional shift was dynamic, was certainly a bit sudden, but not completely shocking... and then she said that word.
For the empath... it would seem that he completely stopped, emotionally. His emotions killed off, whether through practice or instinct. No... not him...
His teeth clenched within his mouth, his marshmallow hair covering over his eyes as he slowly breathed in, and out... in, and out... "You.. You..."
Rage. Pain. Anger. So much anger. For the first time, Calypso would be exposed to the ancient demon's feelings of rage. Beneath all of it, beneath the unceasing torrenr of wrath... there was a thick, impermeable layer of sorrow.
Sunshine lifted the bowl... "EENNYAAAH!"
The pained roar jumped out of his throat as he violently threw the black liquid at a nearby wall, the fluid spraying and splattering all over the courtyard. Blood oozed from his hand where he had cracked the ceramic. His eyes stared at the wound, the tightness beginning to leave his expression. No... I need to... be... the mature one...
Sunshine breathed, breathed in, and then out again. His arms wrapped around his knees, letting his emotional response die off once again.
His emerald eyes eventually returned to looking at her, his back beginning to straighten again. "Please... start at the beginning. What did... he.. tell you, exactly? What do you remember...?