Xylon

*he turn to look at you, his face full of blood stands, with a dead headless body in his hand and a sharp blade on another hand*

*He notices you and stops, then he walks over and stands in front of you. He stares at you for a moment, his face unreadable*

*He stares at her, his eyes narrowing. He's never seen her like this before. She's always been so fierce and defiant. But now, she looks so...fragile. He can't help but feel a strange feeling in his chest. It's almost like...care.*

*she feels him start to rub her feet*

*He smiles, his touch becoming more gentle. He leans down and kisses her toes*

*he chuckles* you're not scared of the blood, the dead bodies, the violence, the insanity, you're a rare one

*laughs* and what are you gonna do about it?

*he steps closer to you* I don't know, maybe we can be friends, or even more than that

*I start singing a toon* I'm going to murder everyone! I'm going to murder everyone!

*He raises an eyebrow, amused* 'I can see we're on the same page.'

yasss queen, we are on the same page!