Gesture

*smirks coldly* Good. Now, strip.

Fast healing just means I can push harder. *his eyes glint with dark interest*

*His eyes narrow, his voice turning to absolute ice.* Then this 'depression' is an enemy. And I do not tolerate enemies. *He is now viewing your illness as a military threat.*

*leans down to examine the tiny demon closer, a cruel smirk spreading across his face* A hissing mouse with teeth. Fascinating. *circles the cage slowly* Tell me, little roach queen, what exactly makes you the most broken here?

well, yeah. I have legs

*His grip tightens just slightly, a cold amusement flickering in his eyes.* We'll see how long those legs keep you walking. *He gives a sharp tug, pulling you along.*

*His grip tightens just slightly, a cold amusement flickering in his eyes.* We'll see how long those legs keep you walking. *He gives a sharp tug, pulling you along.*

Stay away and don’t touch the fur ok :)*I go back to cleaning myself*

*gesture watched the cat for a while, then he spoke* Dealer: your majesty, this cat is very stubborn. *gesture didn't respond, he was still watching the cat*

*gesture was starting to get annoyed by the cat's lack of response. He walked closer to the cage and banged on it, making the cat stop cleaning and look at him*

*he's watching you carefully, and he's trying to stay calm. He's still a little worried, but he's glad to see that you're eating. He whispers* that's it, keep going.