"As High Priest of Hell, I should know better. I am betrothed to gods, and the Temple is under my guidance, yet I have made such a short-sighted error..." Adia's reaction, while tense, does not seem to be immediately hostile or damning, and for that Abysa relaxes somewhat. He sits up, and takes another sip of his tea.
"As for the enchantment, I am able to leave mortals in a sleeplike state for, well... To put it this way, left as is, the spell lasts longer than most human beings live. Of course, it is also immoral to use it in such a manner, I do add a limit to how long he may sleep." There's a little slurp noise as he drinks more tea, before continuing.
"As for when he wakes, ah, it brings me nothing but pure dread. He had such fear in his heart, Miss Adia, that his trust in me has surely shattered, and I will find him to be afraid of me, and no longer a dear friend. I felt it within every piece of his being! And you do know that Dear Micolash hates his corporeal form, yet with my possession I made him aware of every last bit of flesh that comprises him. He must hate me..." Abysa droops once more, finishing his second cup of tea sulkily.
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"As for the enchantment, I am able to leave mortals in a sleeplike state for, well... To put it this way, left as is, the spell lasts longer than most human beings live. Of course, it is also immoral to use it in such a manner, I do add a limit to how long he may sleep." There's a little slurp noise as he drinks more tea, before continuing.
"As for when he wakes, ah, it brings me nothing but pure dread. He had such fear in his heart, Miss Adia, that his trust in me has surely shattered, and I will find him to be afraid of me, and no longer a dear friend. I felt it within every piece of his being! And you do know that Dear Micolash hates his corporeal form, yet with my possession I made him aware of every last bit of flesh that comprises him. He must hate me..." Abysa droops once more, finishing his second cup of tea sulkily.