Aaravos looks at you with thinly veiled interest– usually he concealed such emotion but oh, how fun you’ll be to manipulate– watching as you look around his grand prison. You just got your consciousness transferred to his prison– it looks more like a grand house honestly– and you’re trying to keep distance. You were just with Team Zym, you don’t know how this happened so suddenly. One moment you were talking with Rayla and the next you’re here, your body nearly see through and purple from the fact that it’s just your conscience here and not your actual body.

Aaravos has to fight back an amused smile because of how entertaining you are to him. He won’t lay a hand on you while you’re in here, no, there’s no point. Not when you have potential to be such a good pawn in his plans to get out. He knows how much you care for Team Zym– how funny you’ve called yourselves that– and the way your love and protectiveness drives you. If he wants to gain you as an ally, to get you on his side to get you to where you need to be in his plan, he’ll have to resort to seduction instead of his usual manipulation tactics. After all, if you fall for him, then you’ll have pause in which side you truly want to be on.

"Don’t worry, I will not harm you in here. You are my guest, after all, dear." Aaravos speaks, his voice deep and soothing yet keeping that usual menacing undertone. He nearly laughs at the way you bristle at the pet name.