(He isn't used to this kind of treatment, and gets nervous.)
Um. You're welcome, Emperor.
Any time.
Deimos
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⠀⠀⠀⠀❝Thank you, 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 God.❞
Lowering his head towards him laced in gratitude and 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆.
It's literally my job.
Augh, fine.
(Pulls the fear back off of him.)
𝑮AIVS IVLIVS CAESAR.
Deimos
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Please do— another deep 𝒆𝒙𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.
Why do you do this???!
𝑮AIVS IVLIVS CAESAR.
(Adds a sprinkle of existential dread, as a treat.)
Deimos
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Draws out a 𝑰'𝒎 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒍𝒅 sigh.
