"<span style="font-family: courier;">Guilty as charged</span>," Nit replied rather nonchalantly, placing their head on Axe's shoulder. "<span style="font-family: courier;">And I... said 'modestly', hun.</span>" They were never really much into movies at all unless the film was absolutely perfect, and there were few that even fit that category. One could say that they were a nitpicker.<br/><br/>Nit nudged Axe's head with theirs, pressing against her cheek. "<span style="font-family: courier;">You shouldn't exert... yourself if you're that... weak,</span>" they purred. "<span style="font-family: courier;">You said... it yourself; you... need to rest a lil'.</span>"<br/><br/>The mention of Nit's parents was enough to make them stop talking for a disturbingly long time. Nothing terrible happened to them; if anything, the one who died passed on rather peacefully. They were far from abusive; if anything, they treated Nit like a god. They never said or did anything that would provoke the discouragement of human/eldritch relationships; if anything, they were very accepting of any relationship.<br/><br/>Nit, however, had no clue if Axe was the same. At least, not much in regards to race, rather something<span style="font-style: italic">different</span>. Of course, she was destined to find out one day. It was not a huge issue, but at the same time it was. Prejudice against these sorts of relationships unfortunately still existed, although not as prominent as it was back then. Nit decided to remain quiet about it; if the topic were to arise once more, perhaps they could come out, but not now.<br/><br/>They instead focused on tending to Axe's weakness or at least trying. Nit nuzzled Axe once more, stating, "<span style="font-family: courier;">I don't plan... on doing anything with... you unless you've got... the energy. And by... doing things, I don't... mean like... <span style="font-style: italic">you know.</span> I don't like... seeing people I like all... powerless and exhausted... like this.</span>" They almost seemed to smile as they opened their jaws to lightly lick Axe on the cheek, but of course they had limitations on how they could express themselves. "<span style="font-family: courier;">So rest, hun. If... you want, I'll be... right here. After all, I... don't plan on leaving... you anytime soon.</span>"