I'm not a bad guy, I swear!
"Wha-- No, that's what I mean-- Ah, you know what, forget it. At least this is better than your brother." Yes, he still reminded himself of Yimor telling that Zyr was his brother from their little talk in the moon cycles back. "Maybe I'm being too paranoid about dragon gods! Maybe we can be friends, yeah, that sounds nice. Maybe things will go better this time around, hell yeah!" Ocaeril's 'excitement' was essentially leaking out nervousness and uneasiness.Zyr’abaoth Conversational
WHO WOULD DO THAT, EARTH-GODLING?
As for Helsa...
His third eye could see an aura of dormant Dark Chakra around her, appearing as two snakes writhing around her body. While nothing appeared wrong, there was a sense of...unease coming from the Chakra.
"I'm fine, Ocaeril. I've just...got a lot of plans." She gives a hollow smirk.
He knew something was wrong from that reply alone. Helsa, giving him a seemingly 'nice' reply, while not acting either like a scaredy-cat, or a fake bitch? Something was clearly wrong, and Ocaeril felt like he was the cause of it. Letting out a simple 'alright...' to the corruption goddess, he waited to hear what the other gods had to say about their plans, or whatever else before they ran off to wherever.