Noel Vermillion

Hisan: "It is. I used to play piano, once upon a time...did a little bit of that "poetry" thing back in high school. That was so long ago...all that poetry got replaced with complicated multiversal existence crap only I really care about. It's hard to have others enjoy what you create sometimes, because you might show yourself in a way they might not be able to comprehend..."

Hisan: "It figures you would be into poetry."

Would committing the act revive her then?

“Oh my god you’re kinda too easy. It’s a bit sad.” He finally lets out the laugh he’s been saving, ugh she would’ve been so hilarious if he had more time with her. “Relax, I’m kidding. Don’t worry nobody’s looking at your massive butt.”

“Yeah. It jiggles when you walk too. I think you gotta start wearing jeans from now on.” He’s absolutely being mean. She has the best reactions, not his fault she had to end up around a trickster.

He'd kiss her 100%.

"Yeah, and sometimes it kinda sticks out your skirt but I didn't know if it was a fashion choice or something so I usually kept my mouth shut." Lying ass. But he can't help but to mess with her when he can.

"You have a big butt and no self esteem." Pinpoint right into her thoughts. If she's going to call him a perv he's gonna get his own licks in.

“Mister?” …That felt weird when it wasn’t his coworker calling him that. Then again they’re kinda simila- No. No. He’s not making that comparison. Lest he somehow summons the guy by accident. “I’m just sayin, you definitely got some stuff going on.”