He stared at her strangely, like she had just told him she vomited rainbows and loved to wear bright orange clothes and as the son of a fashion designer, that was a big no. He chuckled, “Can’t go wrong with Ed Sheeran?” He repeated, "That’s how you wanna be seen? A cute- according to you, fluffy looking- true guy, s*xless-to most people except his wife? Gotta say, the way you want to be perceived is quite lovely. I’ve neverseen a more beautiful way to be perceived " He tapped a finger on his chin as he stared at her, looking at her from the head to the toe. If there was something Eryx and Hades could agree on was that British people were a different breed, weird.
“I got both.” He smirked adding a little more spice on the food, “An Astor can never have way too many talents.” Eryx was happy that he shared some of his parents traits: His mother’s sometimes aloofness and fashion critical view, his mama’s cooking skills and his dad sense of humor- well, kinda. It slowly faded away as he became Eryx but it was still there.
[color= #a15d48] ”Keeping that lord of hell title restricted innit” [/color] Eryx smirked, letting out a deep low laugh, “Unleashing chaos especially on a Saturday isn’t my thing, but anger definitely is- but i’m sure a flower such as yourself wouldn’t like to see that.” He paused, “Except if you’re into that of course, you seem to be into a lot of… stuff”