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“It doesn’t suit you, you know.”
Zelgadis jolted, wincing and putting his hands behind his back as Xelloss appeared behind him. He’d caught him rubbing and pinching his newly restored, pink human skin– Zelgadis was sure of it.
“Xelloss– what the hell are you doing here?”
“Why, watching you of course,” He leaned in, annihilating Zel’s personal space as usual. “The smell of your disappointment is like an appetizing dish you know.”
Zelgadis stepped away.
“Don’t be absurd. I’m very happy to be human again.”
He could lie to himself about his feelings, but lying to the mazoku was futile.
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