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[Suzu taps the design, shaking her head, and returns it back to Ed's hand. Well...maybe his clueless expression makes it hard to take it to heart.]

I was considered the goddess of creation-- not death. A skull is an inappropriate image for me. Can you change it?

[WITH YOUR WEIRD MAGIC.]

Oh, yeah, there's that. Sorry. [ He starts to get a little sheepish. Ed didn't mean to make any implications, really. This is just his style.

Since she asked nicely, he'll oblige. He places the comb onto the floor and claps his hands, pressing them onto it. There's a blue glow that lights up their rover as he preforms his alchemy.

His second design still fits his gothic tastes, but it isn't so bad, really. There's a rose engraving this time. ]

How about this?

[...Brief silence is her initial reaction to the transformation is actually awe at its finest. Yes, even the Will feels awe. Especially since it's not something that would be possible in her world. At least, not with where the humans are at now with Wave Science.]

It's perfect. [If this was animu, her eyes would be sparkling.]

Can I comb your hair? [Random request time is also go.]

[ Oh. He's glad she likes it? Awkward...

This other request seems to come out of nowhere. He's positively shocked. ]

Wha --! For real?!

Yes! Please? [She's already going for his arm and attempting to usher him to her bed so they can both sit down.]

Come, come! It will be fine.

[ And Ed is just getting ushered before he even knows what is happening. He sits on the bed, looking a little stiff with how straight his back is. ]

Fine. You probably just want to try the comb out, huh? [ BUT WHY ON HIM?? Sighing, he reaches to pull out the rubber band keeping ponytail together. ]

Hmhmhm, maybe~ [The moment his hair is free, Suzunomia immediately runs her fingers through it. She's quite pleased with how things are turning out, only letting go momentarily to strum her fingers along his shoulders. You are too tense, man.]

Indulge me, Ed. I have not been able to partake in such activities in centuries. [Literally.] So relax.

[Because she's whipping out the comb again and starting to works at the ends.]

[ Though he's still qyite unused to having someone else do his hair for him, Ed does eventually relax. It's ... soothing. There's a sigh. ]

Alright, alright. [ Just don't freak him out like always, sob. The casual remark about the centuries earns a blink. ]

Just how long have you lived?

You should know better than to ask a woman her age. [She's teasing, yet she continues combing his hair.] Give or take a few million of years. I am not Mother, though, and before me came Juklizda and Clyuue. The originals of the sky and soul lineage.

[The comb snags for a split second before Suzunomia pauses to work at the tangle with her fingers.] Although we are all connected to Mother, I am of the soul lineage. So I am a subordinate Will to Clyuue.

[SO YEAH, SUDDENLY LIFE HISTORY.]

[ Ed freezes a little at that reminder. He knows about that, and he really hopes he didn't offend her somehow! Everything looks good, though.

Then, she goes on about her life story which he's having a bit of trouble following, as much as he tries to listen. ]

A million years ... [ He can't even fathom that kind of timeframe. She pretty much babies the homunculi he's met. ]

And Mother would be the one who created your world ...?

Yes, she is the Divine Will who birthed everything of Ar Ciel! She is the core of the world, the land itself. She is the the one I truly wish to be together with, again. To be whole once more... [It's obvious from her voice that she's excited just to talk about Mother, although there is a last note of wistfulness.]

I still remember the song she sang long ago, to bring about the first souls. Maybe one day, I will share it with you. [Once the tangle is gone, she's back to combing again.]

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