Not a lot? I know she stopped singin' at the Lounge pretty sudden? Can't say I was payin' her that much mind.
[ He isn't sure if he quite entirely saw the appeal of a lot of her music at the time if he's honest. But now he's certainly curious what actually happened there. ]
Turns out she was stealing people's voices and was selling them in music boxes. Azul and I hunted her down... but then it turns out her hair has super-powers and I got caught up. Azul then...
... Like I said, I don't want to expose anything about himself he doesn't want to say himself. But... he showed a side of himself, powers of himself... that I never knew about. I got... scared of him.
[ Actually, he supposes that's not really the important thing right now. He'll just... take that at face value. Sure. Stealing voices. He's run into weirder things. ]
Did he uh, did he hurt you or anythin' or just her?
[ Because he's kind of assuming someone got hurt, at least. It's hard not to press for more details in general. As far as he knows it was no huge secret that Azul had magic, so it can't just be that, right? ]
He did hurt her, and... he... came real close to hurting me.
[ Closer than she'd ever like to me. To give a more accurate detail, she pulls back from the hug, and creates a 'space' with her hands from her chest - trying to indicate how close she was from being skewered. ]
[ He's quiet for a moment, a few things flickering across his expression. Right off he's angry, because he likes Della. But that's the thing—he does understand anger, and hurting people, and not realising how terrible you are or what you've actually done until it's too late—
Not that he'd like Della to know any of that about him.
... He did. But that was WAY too close for comfort.
... Even so, I hate the fact... that he knows I was afraid of him in that moment. And that I didn't chase after him right away when he excused himself...
[ Could anyone really blame her? Too bad, she's blaming herself. ]
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I made Azul think I was afraid and grossed out of him! I'm the worst! I didn't even chase after him when he left at first...
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... Afraid of him? I—I know you said you're not going to share his secrets but I'll admit a little context might help here.
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... Do you know anything about the Deep Sea Girl that was singing at the Lounge?
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[ He isn't sure if he quite entirely saw the appeal of a lot of her music at the time if he's honest. But now he's certainly curious what actually happened there. ]
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... Like I said, I don't want to expose anything about himself he doesn't want to say himself. But... he showed a side of himself, powers of himself... that I never knew about. I got... scared of him.
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[ Actually, he supposes that's not really the important thing right now. He'll just... take that at face value. Sure. Stealing voices. He's run into weirder things. ]
Did he uh, did he hurt you or anythin' or just her?
[ Because he's kind of assuming someone got hurt, at least. It's hard not to press for more details in general. As far as he knows it was no huge secret that Azul had magic, so it can't just be that, right? ]
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[ Closer than she'd ever like to me. To give a more accurate detail, she pulls back from the hug, and creates a 'space' with her hands from her chest - trying to indicate how close she was from being skewered. ]
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Not that he'd like Della to know any of that about him.
He tries to pick his words carefully. ]
Did he... stop himself?
[ Or was she just fast? ]
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... Even so, I hate the fact... that he knows I was afraid of him in that moment. And that I didn't chase after him right away when he excused himself...
[ Could anyone really blame her? Too bad, she's blaming herself. ]