[ Sebastian’s brow knits together a little further at the answer, since it’s not what he was expecting, but he’s not disbelieving, exactly. If not for their elegant and powerful tussle and seeing how the injuries just sloughed off him, he would just think this was an especially elaborate delusion. He’s met humans that consider themselves much more than what they are, after all. But still, even with a bit of proof, it’s difficult to accept. He knows gods exist, but he’s never met one personally or even heard descriptions of one...
…So, no. He couldn’t recognize him. Honestly, he would have expected more than simply a beautiful man.
However, any of that contemplation evaporates in an instant when Set (rudely!) calls Sebastian out in turn. His expression turns absolutely icy when Set says he doesn’t smell human, and it’s severe enough that it might even draw a shiver down Set’s spine reflexively. The mask drops a little further and makes it clear that this well-dressed servant is something dangerous… But he still doesn’t show his cards. ]
And what a curious accusation. [ …And that it’s by smell? Hello? ] Were that the case, surely a god is wise enough to understand why someone may prefer to blend in. It can be dangerous to stand out.
[ His words are precise and careful, but the tone also carries an undercurrent of implication. Is it dangerous for Sebastian or for those humans? He cants his head very lightly, clearly measuring Set’s response down to his subtle movements. ]
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…So, no. He couldn’t recognize him. Honestly, he would have expected more than simply a beautiful man.
However, any of that contemplation evaporates in an instant when Set (rudely!) calls Sebastian out in turn. His expression turns absolutely icy when Set says he doesn’t smell human, and it’s severe enough that it might even draw a shiver down Set’s spine reflexively. The mask drops a little further and makes it clear that this well-dressed servant is something dangerous… But he still doesn’t show his cards. ]
And what a curious accusation. [ …And that it’s by smell? Hello? ] Were that the case, surely a god is wise enough to understand why someone may prefer to blend in. It can be dangerous to stand out.
[ His words are precise and careful, but the tone also carries an undercurrent of implication. Is it dangerous for Sebastian or for those humans? He cants his head very lightly, clearly measuring Set’s response down to his subtle movements. ]
Does that trouble you?