*He touches her shoulder.* Kuntel: You have to show them that you aren't a monster. You have to be a normal person to them, no mind tricks or special powers, just a normal human with red eyes and elongated canines.
Kuntel: DON'T YOU GIVE ME THAT SH*T! *He points his finger at her, flame bouncing and sparking from it in his rage.* Kuntel: My people have been put to the stake and burned, called demons, spawn of Daemron, killed for a petty illusion, blinded and brainwashed, all because of the gift the Old Gods gave them! Don't tell me I…
Kuntel: Your race should have thought of that before they ingrained a sense of fear in humanity. The fact is, it's none of ours fault, but our ancestors. And Dhadow may be a d*cl, but he's powerful. Not to mention the rest of them. They'll be fine.
Kuntel: And again I say, if your people just asked, we wouldn't kill on sight. And Shadow's a d*ck, so he doesn't count as us. Anyway, they can handle themselves.
Kuntel: Well, there is the mention of you ebslaving people to your will. Never helps when you do that. In fact, this is a very good example. And yes, I necessarily do not have a problem with your nature, if you asked, but seeming as you just attack and take what you need, I do have a problem. *He crosses his arms.* Kuntel:…
*Kuntel grits his teeth as he turns, the cloth face mask he had put on covering his neck. The glyphs tattooed on his skin glow from beneath his clothes.* Kuntel: Good afternoon.
Kaito: How about you go take a shower... if you're done, of course. Then, we go see if the crew wants to have lunch and we can get a better date on it?