Satoru blows back a disappointed sigh, flopping back in his chair. She's not wrong; stomach acid isn't exactly a good environment for growing seeds. But shit gets boring, and he'd hoped for half a second that someone enterprising Silver vampire might have found a way around that.
Probably not, though.
"And you also help clean up," he adds, "with a dagger that's way too fancy for the job."
He knows he's seen that serpent head somewhere. Some family crest. The memory's escaping him right now, though -- he usually has a pretty good head for inane politics despite all the complaining he does about it, but there's so many important families around here. It's easy to forget their specific crests.
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Probably not, though.
"And you also help clean up," he adds, "with a dagger that's way too fancy for the job."
He knows he's seen that serpent head somewhere. Some family crest. The memory's escaping him right now, though -- he usually has a pretty good head for inane politics despite all the complaining he does about it, but there's so many important families around here. It's easy to forget their specific crests.