[Zenos notes, with his own smile only spreading broader—and so do his arms when they splay wide from his sides and consume the entirety of the space around them, truly dwarfing Belial with his great size.]
Though I suppose I care much less about the stage than whom I am to share it with. [He draws a breath in through his nose and drops his arms, looking down at Belial with a tinge of melancholy,] to feel my heart shuddering out of my chest once more... ah, yes. That is the bliss I crave. Surely a stage alone could never provide it.
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[Zenos notes, with his own smile only spreading broader—and so do his arms when they splay wide from his sides and consume the entirety of the space around them, truly dwarfing Belial with his great size.]
Though I suppose I care much less about the stage than whom I am to share it with. [He draws a breath in through his nose and drops his arms, looking down at Belial with a tinge of melancholy,] to feel my heart shuddering out of my chest once more... ah, yes. That is the bliss I crave. Surely a stage alone could never provide it.