#[[ he's a textbook case of smartest puppeteer + most oblivious man xD ]]

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The words get a brief, staged laugh out of Alastor. Rosie approaching Vox himself to confirm her gossip? What a ridiculous idea!

"I will not tell her such a thing!" He exclaims, his tone speaking in volume of what he thinks of that suggestion. "She has more important affairs to deal with and better companies to entertain to spend her time on the likes of you!"

This time, as Vox makes to get away, the Radio Demon steps aside, as to leave the way free for him. However, the moment when the other brushes him, a shadow tentacle grabs his arms, holding his rival in place.

"Besides," he goes on, leaning in until his face is mere inches away from Vox's screen. "I believe that such intimate matters should be discussed exclusively among the people directly involved. Don't you agree?"

Vox actually steps as far back befor deciding to try and pysh past the Radio demon this time. "Well then she can ask me herself directly about it not speak to you about theories. Alastor can we not get into this? If you want a clear answer, it's no. Happy? now drop the topic..i don't want to discuss it." A waver in his confident act ready to actually leave. the more he stayed the more he hated this feeling.