Alisa’s comfort and words eased the Demoness from her rigid pose and she’d lean into her company while hanging on every word. Letting the Demi Goddess spill all her thoughts while the two exchanged their sentiment. Having her presence and understanding was growing on Lumikki, bringing her a sense of peace. Like one some could gather from a motherly figure filled with experiences and scars from life, but the love and wisdom to guild you through yours. It resonated with the Demoness who now stood in a particular place, one she lacked the guidance for. The Angel is his own being, he was a path Lumikki could observe; and her Uncle would be a well of knowledge himself but this responsibility is not one he knows.
She’d meekly reach over and clung to the sleeve of the Goddess, processing all her ranging thoughts amid the dizziness from all her drinks.” I never thought of that, ‘ye are what ya eat’. It’s not something I’ve considered…..I still feel a deep hunger, one I’ve known since a Daemon; and I figured that meant it was me nature to pursue. I had to eat them to gain their power faster as the years they’ve existed put ‘em far pass what I’ve done in me own. But……now that ye’ve mentioned it. What if I become just as detestable if I consume too many? Would I lose me purpose and the drunken power turn me to what I’ve hated? But how else could I close the gap between me and the lords and royals and all the bastards that sit comfortable on their throne?” Lumikki sighed deeply and stared at the water with a agitated expression.
Eventually she’d look back at the Goddess with a deep set pout on her face.” Could I at least still eat the Seraphim? I wonder what grace tastes like and….they deserve it…”