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Wander sips his water

"... your loss..." She ordered another glowstick cocktail. this is too many, denki. You're already at the point where you're drinking bees voluntarily.

"... I'm starting to be concerned, but many of those have you been drinking?"

"... this is my fourth." She spoke matter-of-factly, downing half the drink.\

"And you are drinking bees... voluntarily"

"... why not?" She seriously sees no problem with it.

just keep playing your song umbra it will drive the demons out

Wander sighs again, Am I really having this conversation?
(WHY DO YOU NOT SEE A PROBLEM WITH THIS??!!)

The demons are here to stay and they are drinking bees. "...... I might get another glass..." This is because you haven't tasted anything except your own blood in 700 years, Denkers.

"Buddy, you have had too much."

"I mean bees."

"You have had too much to drink"

"Yes, understood. But I have not had enough bees."

"No more bees"

"YES MORE BEES." She ordered another cup of liquefied bees.

Wander took it from them, "No bees"

She gave Wander the death glare of a lifetime. "Give me my bees, you insignificant mongrel." THAT IS A BIT OF A MOOD SHIFT, DENKI. She's begun to slur her words a tiny bit. This is not good.

"No I won't," Wander put it down away from denki

he sets the instrument down and a tiny sliver of void power bubbled out let it be said a single action against anyone would provoke his wraith and you don't want to anger him

"Why. Why do you keep me from my bees." She's not getting aggressive or anything.. but she wants those bees.