Ignorance

Luther notices Critic staring. He shoots him a smirk, before going back to training.

{Sure}

...Critic..? You’re never really like that with anyone... unless... Emile looks at Luther, then back at Critic. He gasps, realizing it. ....Ooooohhh~!! You totally like him!! He says that a ...

Emile kept going on about... whatever he was talking about for a while, until... And-... are you even listening?

...And then The Owl House was brought up, which you really need to watch, and... Luther was training nearby, sparring and slashing down fake targets.

(Hmm... how about this, Critic and Emile are talking, while Luther trains nearby. Emile catches Critic stealing glances at Luther.)

(Alright, so just pick which one you like more. 1. Critic is watching Luther train, and Luther notices. 2. Emile and Critic are talking, and Emile ends up figuring out ...

(Could you take Critic? Also, do you have any sort of plans for them? If not, no worries, I have a couple)

{morning}

{...Oh my fricken god, that is... wow. I wish you good luck at that one, then, and stay safe.}

{Ugly Christmas sweater. If you don't have one, wear red and green. Also please social distance-}

{So uh, how's life}

{Skedoot}

"I heard something..." Janus carefully grabbed his cane, which he'd kept even after all this time. "...Stay safe for me, okay?"

Sol sighed. "I'm not a demon, I'm a corrupted side. Too much energy from the dark imagination."