( Basil can't help but feel his heart sink in disappointment when he announces that he's leaving. Perhaps if these were normal circumstances, he could ask for Kazuya to leave, but the relationship between one another wasn't normal. Besides, he needed to get clean himself.
He shakes his head a bit. )
N... No. I'm okay.
I'll see you later, Kazuya...
( He won't ask when he'll see him again. He knows that it won't be too long now, not when the eggs are coming soon.
And the time when the eggs are ready doesn't take long. Basil can feel the way his stomach becomes heavier in what feels like little time at all, his hunger growing and body becoming all the more sensitive to movement. It feels more difficult for him to walk around without feeling sore, and he feels himself becoming tired far more often. Still, he doesn't leave his room. There's a part of him that's too scared to do that much with other demons roaming around. Even with Kazuya's reassurance, his experience with other demons have left a rather sour taste in his mouth.
On one particular afternoon, he feels a strange sort of pressure that he's not used to in his stomach. Pushing himself to stand from the plant he was tending to, he puts a hand to where the eggs rested, a small sound of discomfort leaving him. He... had to find somewhere comfortable to rest. Did this mean that the eggs were ready...? )
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He shakes his head a bit. )
N... No. I'm okay.
I'll see you later, Kazuya...
( He won't ask when he'll see him again. He knows that it won't be too long now, not when the eggs are coming soon.
And the time when the eggs are ready doesn't take long. Basil can feel the way his stomach becomes heavier in what feels like little time at all, his hunger growing and body becoming all the more sensitive to movement. It feels more difficult for him to walk around without feeling sore, and he feels himself becoming tired far more often. Still, he doesn't leave his room. There's a part of him that's too scared to do that much with other demons roaming around. Even with Kazuya's reassurance, his experience with other demons have left a rather sour taste in his mouth.
On one particular afternoon, he feels a strange sort of pressure that he's not used to in his stomach. Pushing himself to stand from the plant he was tending to, he puts a hand to where the eggs rested, a small sound of discomfort leaving him. He... had to find somewhere comfortable to rest. Did this mean that the eggs were ready...? )