Wren watched as the device in his hands was lifted up, and taken from him. He was not happy with what he saw. He groaned in frustration as he saw the face of Derlik staring down at him.
"Stars, why do you always have to ruin everything?" he questioned, not expecting a legitimate answer. Derlik made a look of false hurt.
"This is the thanks I get for visiting you after you and your Claimed buddies insult me so?" the chaotic being asked, pouting and wiping away a fake tear. Wren narrowed his eyes, seeming more than annoyed.
"I never asked you to in the first place. Give me back the phone and leave," Wren spat.
"Y'know… I don't think I will. You have quite the attitude today. And to think I was going to compliment you on your new form," Derlik replied, tutting. He looked at the phone again before giving it back to Wren. It was older than the pristine model he held in his hand. "Mine's better, so you can have your little outdated box back," he sneered, trying to poke fun at the trapped Claimed.
"Oh wow. What a great and benevolent god you are," Wren deadpanned, wishing he could bang his head into the wall and stay unconscious. And of course, Derlik beamed at the statement. He knew the mortal didn't mean it, but it boosted his mood either way.
Wren is typing…
Wren: Triple shit, he's here with me.
Kye is typing…
Kye: you finally swore! :0
Kye: hi dad :D