[This was probably not the ideal time to be discussing people that they had associated with, given they were both sleepy, cuddly and were definitely not in a habit of using names too much. In normal, fully awake conversation, it was fine because they had grown used to reading one another so well, but half-asleep, it was just them having a go at trying to converse before inevitably they would fall asleep.
After all, he had grown used to Maul snuggling in, metal limbs warmed by one another's body heat. If anything he used his metal prosthetic to fasten his older brother to him far more easily, since he could pretend he didn't feel any shuffling to get out from under it. It worked out well.]
The meat suit indicates he's been alive for a long time. He must know things about other demons, and he's usually talkative enough to potentially give details to how to make a bargain with one.
[It seemed reasonable, right? Especially if this Paimon wasn't the talkative sort compared to Michael. Either way, he definitely was considering finding this 'Peter' fellow and seeing what a potential ally was all about. It was better than the people of Trench that peeked in the windows to check if Maul was home to worship.]
We could mutually benefit each other. [He yawned and snuggled his nose against Maul's skin, breathing evening out as he fought to stay awake.]
Yes, he-- [Maul didn't bother to stifle the yawn that escaped his mouth. He'd be asleep in a few minutes after they finished up this conversation.] --he must. I'll ask him what he knows the next time I see him.
[It would likely be soon. Maul would just need to make an excuse and go in for more clothing and then strike up a conversation with the ancient demon. He'd be bound to know more than what Maul himself had been ever to discover.]
Yes. Seek him out when you have time. He'd be glad to know of any kin of mine.
[It was time to go back to sleep. Maul's eyes closed and he adjusted himself so that he could be snug and secure sleeping with his brother curled up right there. The warmth from their combined body heat soon sent him off to sleep. The last thing he muttered was a sleepy:]
[With Maul seemingly taking on the responsibility of speaking with Michael, Savage let that point of conversation go. He expected he would hear about it anyway, and he was busy fighting off falling back asleep cuddling his brother. Normally, he'd get up and start some training and his morning routine, but this was a holiday right? It meant he could doze a bit longer.]
Hmmm, I will. I'll get a description of the host later and see if I can find him. [Sometimes humans just looked the same; he tended to know them by scars or tattoos.
He yawned and hugged Maul closer to him, his hand still clutching one of the coins that he had been given. He hummed at the acknowledgement of Christmas and let his brother return to sleep before following suit.]
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After all, he had grown used to Maul snuggling in, metal limbs warmed by one another's body heat. If anything he used his metal prosthetic to fasten his older brother to him far more easily, since he could pretend he didn't feel any shuffling to get out from under it. It worked out well.]
The meat suit indicates he's been alive for a long time. He must know things about other demons, and he's usually talkative enough to potentially give details to how to make a bargain with one.
[It seemed reasonable, right? Especially if this Paimon wasn't the talkative sort compared to Michael. Either way, he definitely was considering finding this 'Peter' fellow and seeing what a potential ally was all about. It was better than the people of Trench that peeked in the windows to check if Maul was home to worship.]
We could mutually benefit each other. [He yawned and snuggled his nose against Maul's skin, breathing evening out as he fought to stay awake.]
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[It would likely be soon. Maul would just need to make an excuse and go in for more clothing and then strike up a conversation with the ancient demon. He'd be bound to know more than what Maul himself had been ever to discover.]
Yes. Seek him out when you have time. He'd be glad to know of any kin of mine.
[It was time to go back to sleep. Maul's eyes closed and he adjusted himself so that he could be snug and secure sleeping with his brother curled up right there. The warmth from their combined body heat soon sent him off to sleep. The last thing he muttered was a sleepy:]
Merry Christmas, Savage.
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Hmmm, I will. I'll get a description of the host later and see if I can find him. [Sometimes humans just looked the same; he tended to know them by scars or tattoos.
He yawned and hugged Maul closer to him, his hand still clutching one of the coins that he had been given. He hummed at the acknowledgement of Christmas and let his brother return to sleep before following suit.]