[Perhaps, but Pavlova had no way of knowing that, so acting on a worst-case scenario basis is more than fair. Shadow Milk is glad he did not tempt fate and manage to gather the cookie's ire.]
[If Salt had laid even a hair on Pavlova, Shadow Milk would have regressed just enough to make him regret it.]
I didn't crumble him, and for that I think I deserve a round of applause!
[It could have gone worse.]
After all, there are worse punishments than death! I look forward to his self-inflicted guilt ridden torment. It will make me feel better.
Oh, I'm aware it was well deserved, don't worry. However, I find it far more ...satisfying if he has to writhe every time he looks at me. If every time he hears my name he feels guilt like rot under his dough!
[The grin on his face is delighted and a little twisted, just a little. It's clear that Shadow Milk does in fact believe his words.]
Do not forget, little Cherub. Death is a mercy, but penitence is torture!
[Don't ask him how he knows. Anyway, moving on-]
Mm. They came to collect me after the fact. They got the gist of the matter.
Well at least I don't have to keep it a secret now.
[ He seems relieved about that. ]
I'm not really sure what to do now though.
[ He'd been trying to get along, but now he's not sure. Silent Salt may have realized his mistake, but does it change anything? He couldn't get much of anything out of him as far as his thoughts on any of this so he's left in an odd place of being unsure if Silent Salt even cares about what he put them through.
Well, at least past acknowledging he messed up. "What I want doesn't matter until I've made up for my failures" or whatever.
He's an idiot to think the two aren't connected.
Pavlova huffs softly, lifting his arms to latch onto his father, pressing into his warmth. At least his father doesn't hate him now. ]
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[If Salt had laid even a hair on Pavlova, Shadow Milk would have regressed just enough to make him regret it.]
I didn't crumble him, and for that I think I deserve a round of applause!
[It could have gone worse.]
After all, there are worse punishments than death! I look forward to his self-inflicted guilt ridden torment. It will make me feel better.
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[ Of course, Pavlova was in the Garden the whole time. He doesn't know how much Shadow Milk was involved.
He can't begrudge either their anger. He doesn't even know how to articulate how he feels. ]
Do miss Lily and mister Vanilla know now?
[ He can't imagine his father won't tell them. ]
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[The grin on his face is delighted and a little twisted, just a little. It's clear that Shadow Milk does in fact believe his words.]
Do not forget, little Cherub. Death is a mercy, but penitence is torture!
[Don't ask him how he knows. Anyway, moving on-]
Mm. They came to collect me after the fact. They got the gist of the matter.
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[ He seems relieved about that. ]
I'm not really sure what to do now though.
[ He'd been trying to get along, but now he's not sure. Silent Salt may have realized his mistake, but does it change anything? He couldn't get much of anything out of him as far as his thoughts on any of this so he's left in an odd place of being unsure if Silent Salt even cares about what he put them through.
Well, at least past acknowledging he messed up. "What I want doesn't matter until I've made up for my failures" or whatever.
He's an idiot to think the two aren't connected.
Pavlova huffs softly, lifting his arms to latch onto his father, pressing into his warmth. At least his father doesn't hate him now. ]