( At first, Shealtiel is watching him eat stardust. He's been collecting it diligently, trying his best to prove his worth for the Enma, but he hasn't really come across anyone eating it straight before. Not even sprinkled on food? Just like that?
But before that can even settle in and give him time to think about the reasons why, the view of Izo himself makes Shealtiel freeze in place. There are the fangs, yes, the feet, the everything— but what immediately draws his eyes in are the dark wings at his back. He sees them, he hears them shifting even the smallest amount, and his mind flashes with images of spilled cups, of the nuns surrounding him, of horrible, disgusting taste in his mouth and his stomach burning and pushing upwards—
It's been so long in this place that he's not able to cover his mouth in time before he throws up. Hopefully not on Izo, like he usually does? Maybe just on some stardust? On the street?
Shealtiel is too busy hunched over and trying to recover from sudden illness to quite notice just what he's done. )
cw emeto I'm so sorry
But before that can even settle in and give him time to think about the reasons why, the view of Izo himself makes Shealtiel freeze in place. There are the fangs, yes, the feet, the everything— but what immediately draws his eyes in are the dark wings at his back. He sees them, he hears them shifting even the smallest amount, and his mind flashes with images of spilled cups, of the nuns surrounding him, of horrible, disgusting taste in his mouth and his stomach burning and pushing upwards—
It's been so long in this place that he's not able to cover his mouth in time before he throws up. Hopefully not on Izo, like he usually does? Maybe just on some stardust? On the street?
Shealtiel is too busy hunched over and trying to recover from sudden illness to quite notice just what he's done. )