[ Oh man, he's in danger. There isn't a lot of underage people in hell, for obvious reasons, so it's been a long time. He's having enough trouble here as it is so he decides you catch more flies with honey than vinegar and he is a spider so, he'll try a little harder to be a little less himself.]
Angel. And, no one really cared about that sorta sh-uh... crap where I'm from. [Either the land of the living or hell. He sort of takes a look at the ingredients in his hand and sort of determines one thing; there's about four different sweet things in his hands which can't be for him because he honestly hates that sort of sugary crap. At least in the way of chocolates and candies.]
Let me guess, you like chocolate? [He seems to be allowed to ask that much.]
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Angel. And, no one really cared about that sorta sh-uh... crap where I'm from. [Either the land of the living or hell. He sort of takes a look at the ingredients in his hand and sort of determines one thing; there's about four different sweet things in his hands which can't be for him because he honestly hates that sort of sugary crap. At least in the way of chocolates and candies.]
Let me guess, you like chocolate? [He seems to be allowed to ask that much.]