[He nods in agreement, a slow, thoughtful motion of his head, different from his usual energetic movements.]
I think I like green better.
[Green grass, green trees, green life. Angel says she likes the way the grass feels under her bare feet, and Krieg definitely has to agree, there really is something nice about it.
Lust's persistence with the honorific throws him a bit, and he tilts his head curiously at her before accepting it with a shrug. He nicknames people all the time without regard to their feelings on the matter. And anyway, he's been called far worse in the past. "Mister" sounds odd, but it probably just takes some getting used to.]
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I think I like green better.
[Green grass, green trees, green life. Angel says she likes the way the grass feels under her bare feet, and Krieg definitely has to agree, there really is something nice about it.
Lust's persistence with the honorific throws him a bit, and he tilts his head curiously at her before accepting it with a shrug. He nicknames people all the time without regard to their feelings on the matter. And anyway, he's been called far worse in the past. "Mister" sounds odd, but it probably just takes some getting used to.]
Your call.