[Something in Stephen's face flickers, briefly, at the affectionate insult, but- while Aston had meant it to hurt, Stephen knows Mephisto doesn't. And he manages a smile a moment later, moving past that memory of being abandoned.
He has a deal. Mephisto doesn't go back on them.]
You like it.
[A tease as he takes a few seconds to dry his hands properly]
...sorry I couldn't do more. [He tilts his head towards Mephisto's wings. Yeah, it was...kind of known, but. He still wanted...]
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He has a deal. Mephisto doesn't go back on them.]
You like it.
[A tease as he takes a few seconds to dry his hands properly]
...sorry I couldn't do more. [He tilts his head towards Mephisto's wings. Yeah, it was...kind of known, but. He still wanted...]