I tried to sell my soul last night
Funny, he wouldn't even take a bite
He doesn’t know why he had even bothered to come. He shouldn’t have, and yet here he is. Boredom perhaps. Or maybe a perverse sort of the same masochism he had accused her of the one and only time he’d ever seen her. And yet, despite his callous accusations and brutish behavior, she had invited him here. Spit at him in irritation, but an invitation all the same.
And stupid idiot that he is, those words had stuck inside his head. It has been such a long time since anyone had actually bothered to offer such a thing that he’d been blindsided by it. Though she had left him with anger burning inside his gut, once it had cooled he had actually thought about what she’d said.
Though he had refused to claim her as his daughter, a part of him couldn’t help but be almost… proud? But gods, who would ever have thought anyone with his worthless blood in them could amount to anything. No doubt she’d been better served by him not being in her life.
He would freely admit he’d been a complete and utter ass, but he always has been. Better she learned that than to imagine he could be anything to rely on. Nor had he come now to try to claim any place in her life as a relation. No, he is here because he’d grown comfortable in having a place to call his. After Loess had sunk into the ocean and he’d been set adrift once more, the loss of that comfort had struck him the hardest.
As he strides into the volcanic kingdom, wings settling at his sides from the flight over, he realizes he does actually know why he had come. He wants that comfort back.
@Casimira
Also open if anyone else wants to annoy him