wheee, end~
####The creamy-furred Dahlian hybrid did not know if she entirely believed his answer. It was more than likely he had seen something that was dead, but Lolita did not believe he had ever seen something in the state of decay she was speaking of. If he had, he surely would have reacted more than that, unless he was happy to see mutilated and rotting corpses. In such a case, she did not know if they could be friends, anyway. She was dead, so she was something right up his alley (again, if this was the case for the gold and rainbow male), but such fascinations were kind of gross. Not that she was one to speak, really, but Lolita was still able to be a tiny bit picky about the companions she took time to be around for any length.
####At his question, Lolita nodded half-heartedly. She had always grown her own herb, smoking too much of it and having nothing to offer to allow her to trade. As the day wore on, the pair continued to talk and smoke a bit more bnefore parting company just before dark. Daisuke ambled off to wherever it was that he went, and Lolita returned to Dahlia de Mai for the night.
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