“Crocell?” Landis tastes the name on his tongue, completely foreign, as he does his best not to stammer through it. He can feel a blush creeping over his cheeks, and holds the hand that the strange man - Naberius - kissed close to his chest. “I don’t, uh, I don’t think I know anyone by that name. Or…or any demons to begin with.”
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“Crocell?” Landis tastes the name on his tongue, completely foreign, as he does his best not to stammer through it. He can feel a blush creeping over his cheeks, and holds the hand that the strange man - Naberius - kissed close to his chest. “I don’t, uh, I don’t think I know anyone by that name. Or…or any demons to begin with.”