[-✘✘✘-] ;; The hiss in pain was well received on his end though lacked the visibility on his features. Crimson hues simply fixated on her eyes neglecting the fact that she was rubbing at the wounds like some horndog and widened his eyes when he caught up that she was an alien.
“Fuck ya mean yer an alien? ‘n da fuck do ya e’en call yerself?"
”Hahaoya calls us Kuron. She made us…“
Nana sighs, giving a rather bored shrug, ”Subete no Hahaoya made us to find a man… for her. And we all live here or.. out there.“ She gave a rather vague gesture to the sky, ”but I like you. So I don’t wanna go look for the man anymore.“