#(cotesia: he's a little bitch but he's izar's little bitch so he can stay.)

[rotten-pest]

👤+ Izar (and Ensha)?

(girly gossip hour commenceth)

Cotesia hums a note and smirks, chin in her hand. “Bless her heart.”

[Cotesia… likes Izar, but I would not call it like-in-a-good-way perse. Tacitly interested by. Like watching an animal struggle.

She appreciates Izar’s spark, despite her own ego she has enough sense not to want to piss Izar off, but thinks Izar sort of foolish and tenderhearted. There is however something of a genuine thread of emotion in that Cotesia thinks the Tarnished are a grotesque perversion of the order of life and death, and yet is somehow envious of it. You get to live and make mistakes and learn, your god has imbued you with purpose and draws you back to life and has rested all her hopes in you.

Cotesia may be semi aware that Marika is not exactly benevolent in this matter, and thusly therefore sees the Tarnished as sort of pitiable things. She hates their station, their curse as she sees it, and therefore there might be a small thread inside her tugged on by the fact Izar is good anyways, keeps pulling herself off the ground, even when it is terribly difficult to be so in their world.

It reminds her a bit of a certain someone.

Cotesia has firmly placed Izar on the ‘Do Not Kill’ list because A. having an semi-immortal being angry at you? Not good. Cotesia can promise an unpleasant death but not necessarily one that’ll last. B. Millicent wouldn’t like that.]

“Ensha’s…” Cotesia clicks her tongue, then sticks her finger in her mouth to extract something from between her teeth. She flicks it away with a chuff. “Hounds are all the same. Come to heel, loyal to their master. I don’t fault him for flashing teeth, as much as I’d like to strike him on the nose for it” she says flatly.

[Cotesia despises undead of all forms, though more out of a sense of discomfort. The dead are supposed to rot. While Ensha has certainly retained more individuality and personality, she does not care for that personality. He’s grating, he knows too much, he communicates in a way she cannot understand (for someone who relies heavily on manipulating others and reading them closely, not having a face or a voice to work with makes her life difficult), and, in Cotesia’s mind, he weighs Izar down and fetters her mission. He will die, in one way or another, Izar won’t. Despite supposedly being her caretaker, he does not seem especially competent (which is a touch ironic, but that probably just pisses her off more). This reading is incorrect, obviously, and Cotesia’s probably just sore Ensha’s not easily contended with. She does, however, have a begrudging respect for his apparent care for Izar, if only that it makes Cotesia’s manipulations a lot harder, and she’s nothing if not sporting.]