( He is somewhat startled by the news that glitter isn't edible. It's not that he goes around eating it on the regular — and apart from chocolate, he really doesn't even like eating all that much; it's weird — but it's so pretty, it would make food look so nice and shiny...
Still, he accepts her words quite easily, seeming to view everything Lysithea says as True and Valid. So there's a nod, and he repeats what she says — every single word, parroting them. )
Ah, no. No glitter. We need the food to be edible. For humans.
( ....He absorbs this information into the archives of himself that way; if he's going to Assist her, he must remember everything she tells him.
And then he's eagerly going to experiment with that, falling very silent and focused, squishing the dough harder and harder until it turns stiffer. He really likes this; it's like clay, which he's played with before. As the small bit he's working with starts getting harder, the demon begins to shape it into something — humanoid, with a head and a body. It looks a lot like a little snowman... and though it's mostly a blob, he's quite serious about the minikin he's making, eyes intense, hands steady.
He finally rolls two little arms out from its sides, and when he's satisfied with it, he slowly and silently slides it over to her. Just going to make you a dough doll.... )
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Still, he accepts her words quite easily, seeming to view everything Lysithea says as True and Valid. So there's a nod, and he repeats what she says — every single word, parroting them. )
Ah, no. No glitter. We need the food to be edible. For humans.
( ....He absorbs this information into the archives of himself that way; if he's going to Assist her, he must remember everything she tells him.
And then he's eagerly going to experiment with that, falling very silent and focused, squishing the dough harder and harder until it turns stiffer. He really likes this; it's like clay, which he's played with before. As the small bit he's working with starts getting harder, the demon begins to shape it into something — humanoid, with a head and a body. It looks a lot like a little snowman... and though it's mostly a blob, he's quite serious about the minikin he's making, eyes intense, hands steady.
He finally rolls two little arms out from its sides, and when he's satisfied with it, he slowly and silently slides it over to her. Just going to make you a dough doll.... )