[Despite his focus on his own soul, he had taken note of what impression he could get of Mikasa's, unintentionally a bit curious of it. This was his first semi-look of an unbroken human soul. A pity he couldn't see more of it, as should have been natural for him... but a little intriguing nonetheless. Inferior to his own, of course, but at least (presumably) intact. And for all that the Ascian remained scornful towards humanity, it would be a small point to her favor.
And there it was, that small, fragile-seeming tether to someone that hadn't been there before. It had been a while since Emet-Selch had felt a Bond so weak, so new- a tie to his soul that he'd have to adjust to. But it wasn't unpleasant, and he hums to himself after they depart, bored witches already ignoring them. Glancing down at Mikasa, he wondered if he was imagining the barest hint of added life to her. Magically-starved as she had been, the Ascian wondered if even this small-yet-steady thread of sustenance would already be providing some suggestion of relief.
Eventually he breaks the silence, tone casual as ever. Soul-tying, no big deal.]
Well. You should feel an improvement soon enough. I hope you'll make the most of the magic I'll be unconsciously feeding you.
[Not that he wouldn't be getting a bonus out of it as well, but that won't keep him from mildly implying that she was some kind of leech.]
[The comment just got a small grunt as they started moving to leave. It might not have been a strong bond, compared to her and Tendou. Mikasa didn't trust this man like she did the teen who'd been that strange that he was harmless. But she could feel the difference in the amount of magic coursing through...Even if it was on the lower end of the scale for a monster-witch bond.]
I won't be as tired. Will that be enough?
[Not that she's expecting an answer there. For her it was enough. She wouldn't nearly pass out while working or be at risk of biting someone. She wasn't going to mention the latter though.
Like she wasn't going to mention that beyond keeping herself awake. She had little use for magic. Not until she worked out how to use it.]
Now what? [Tendou had gone with her for ice cream after, though she doubted that was the case here.]
[The newness of the Bond, on top of the business-like nature of it and a lack of mutual trust, certainly made it a tether that could hardly be described as particularly strong, or weighty. But it was more magic than a monster could've provided her, and even if guided by the gentle hand of cordial indifference, it was an amount that would improve over time.
Mikasa's statement gets a half-snort as he replies anyway, amused, waving it off.]
It shall suffice.
[She could make as much or as little use of her magic as she liked, even if it would take time for the Bond to provide more than the basic amount of energy. And his own magic use would gradually become more refined with an added monster available, though the specific bonus fae granted was to... illusion, he believed. A pity. Not a field he had ever focused in.
Her question draws a shrug, looking down at her with a tilt to his head. Alas, no ice cream offers seem to be in her future.]
What more did you expect? I'll leave you to the remainder of your day, and you'll leave me to mine. We'll have to encounter one another now and again to encourage our connection past this larval stage, but there's little more we can do for it now. Should you have any questions you think I might be willing to answer, you know how to contact me... and I'm 'oft at Mettaton's house, if you were determined to bother me in person.
[He assumes she knows where the robot lives, friends as they were. And he is, if nothing else, willing to tolerate her turning up unannounced, which is more than he'd accept from most humans.]
Nothing. It's just...strange after all the fuss. [And she'd expected to take more time. Though it was easy enough to find things to do. She just didn't think she'd have so much time. Though her garden was still a state, that'd take more than a day.]
I will...Make sure he doesn't make you drink vinegar. A chitin covered hand gives a small wave as she started to drift, going her own way. ]
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And there it was, that small, fragile-seeming tether to someone that hadn't been there before. It had been a while since Emet-Selch had felt a Bond so weak, so new- a tie to his soul that he'd have to adjust to. But it wasn't unpleasant, and he hums to himself after they depart, bored witches already ignoring them. Glancing down at Mikasa, he wondered if he was imagining the barest hint of added life to her. Magically-starved as she had been, the Ascian wondered if even this small-yet-steady thread of sustenance would already be providing some suggestion of relief.
Eventually he breaks the silence, tone casual as ever. Soul-tying, no big deal.]
Well. You should feel an improvement soon enough. I hope you'll make the most of the magic I'll be unconsciously feeding you.
[Not that he wouldn't be getting a bonus out of it as well, but that won't keep him from mildly implying that she was some kind of leech.]
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I won't be as tired. Will that be enough?
[Not that she's expecting an answer there. For her it was enough. She wouldn't nearly pass out while working or be at risk of biting someone. She wasn't going to mention the latter though.
Like she wasn't going to mention that beyond keeping herself awake. She had little use for magic. Not until she worked out how to use it.]
Now what? [Tendou had gone with her for ice cream after, though she doubted that was the case here.]
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Mikasa's statement gets a half-snort as he replies anyway, amused, waving it off.]
It shall suffice.
[She could make as much or as little use of her magic as she liked, even if it would take time for the Bond to provide more than the basic amount of energy. And his own magic use would gradually become more refined with an added monster available, though the specific bonus fae granted was to... illusion, he believed. A pity. Not a field he had ever focused in.
Her question draws a shrug, looking down at her with a tilt to his head. Alas, no ice cream offers seem to be in her future.]
What more did you expect? I'll leave you to the remainder of your day, and you'll leave me to mine. We'll have to encounter one another now and again to encourage our connection past this larval stage, but there's little more we can do for it now. Should you have any questions you think I might be willing to answer, you know how to contact me... and I'm 'oft at Mettaton's house, if you were determined to bother me in person.
[He assumes she knows where the robot lives, friends as they were. And he is, if nothing else, willing to tolerate her turning up unannounced, which is more than he'd accept from most humans.]
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Nothing. It's just...strange after all the fuss. [And she'd expected to take more time. Though it was easy enough to find things to do. She just didn't think she'd have so much time. Though her garden was still a state, that'd take more than a day.]
I will...Make sure he doesn't make you drink vinegar. A chitin covered hand gives a small wave as she started to drift, going her own way. ]