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The deal was sealed, much to Eris' delight. Antigone would be able to pass on the message sooner than later, and of course the thought of having the princess in his pocket--shallow as it was--was the cherry on top. He grinned at Ryner, eyes traveling down out of habit, though her hand looked off. Or it sounded off? How the hell did that work? He must have been more stressed than he thought, the sound of her tapping the table seemingly out of sync, like a mismatched audio clip in a film. Maybe she didn't actually hit the desk? The entire thing was oddly bizarre, making him feel like he was having an out of body experience. No, he needed to relax, he wasn't going crazy.

He couldn't quite relax just yet, though, the princess' response to catching what Max had said making him suppress a groan. The kid was subtle, but it looked like he would need to work on that a little more. Funny, since he thought that it was just unnoticeable enough, but she must have been super attentive. Eris almost rolled his eyes at Ryner comforting Salem, shifting slightly in his seat. For once he was more disappointed in the mage than scoffing at the princess deigning to stoop down to hold the crybaby's hand. If he couldn't keep his head in a situation like this, then life as an Astorio mage was going to be [i]very[/i] difficult for him. Maybe she felt bad for putting him in that position. Guilt always did weird things to people, but either way, Flower Boy couldn't even pretend to hold himself together. 

As the thought crossed his mind, Eris' eyes widened. Flower Boy hadn't uttered a peep, how did she know what he was worried about? It was obvious, sure, but...he hadn't said anything. At all. Not a word, he was sitting there stressing and sweating. Could he have missed him talking? No, they're right next to each other! Eris inched away slightly from the princess, clearly unsettled.

[color=ccff99]"Your Highness, is there an enchantment or--what is happening?"[/color] He asked, seemingly disturbed. [color=ccff99]"It feels like something is going on here."[/color]

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[sub][right]Sitting in a chair next to [@Scribe of Thoth] and [@Trainerblue192] wondering if he's high or drunk or something with this BULLSHIT.[/right][/sub]