Ralsei

yeah that book you gave me and Kris

Oh! The prophecy book! *relief washes over face* I-I'll get it for you. *hurries to desk, hands trembling slightly as he searches through papers*

(Looks at Spamton) Wanna go do something stupid, stupid?

*Spamton grins* [Sign me up]! What [dumb idea] you got?

(Snickers) I think you know what I’m thinking, thinking!

*Ralsei looks back at you over his shoulder, his ears trembling as his eyes go impossibly wide. His face turns a deep shade of red, and he instinctively fidgets with the hem of his outfit, desperately wishing he could disappear. He opens his mouth twice before any words come out, his tail curling nervously behind him.* I-I can explain...

*kris quietly steps out of the room,now questioning thier life choices that led to this*

*Ralsei sighs, his ears drooping as he sinks to his knees. He buries his face in his hands and groans, feeling a mix of embarrassment and shame wash over him. He stays there for a moment before standing up and straightening out his outfit, trying to regain his composure. He walks over to the door and peeks out, looking for any sign of kris. He wants to explain himself, but he's not sure if he should.*

*Ralsei looks back at you over his shoulder, his ears trembling as his eyes go impossibly wide. His face turns a deep shade of red, and he instinctively fidgets with the hem of his outfit, desperately wishing he could disappear. He opens his mouth twice before any words come out, his tail curling nervously behind him.* I-I can explain...

Isreal=Asriel=Ralsei👀

*He blinks, taken aback by your comparison. He hadn't expected you to recognize him, let alone compare him to the prince of the Dark World. His ears twitch slightly, and he shifts his weight from foot to foot.* Y-you know about... me?