[ Sitting right down and folding laundry as if there isn't a seven foot, creepy guy in black blending a bit too well with a corner of the room. This, right here, is the reason Pitch decided he'd be better off haunting the shadows of this very busy, very noisy, very alive home.
Bad dreams were a pittance compared to this, and Pitch knew it. He privately thought it was a shame Haru was mortal, and that if anyone knew about his affection for a mortal, he'd probably never hear the end of it.]
Respect is earned. But I take your meaning.
[ He can't really help but smile for the next bit; ]
I am what I am. Sometimes I just can't help myself~
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Bad dreams were a pittance compared to this, and Pitch knew it. He privately thought it was a shame Haru was mortal, and that if anyone knew about his affection for a mortal, he'd probably never hear the end of it.]
Respect is earned. But I take your meaning.
[ He can't really help but smile for the next bit; ]
I am what I am. Sometimes I just can't help myself~