Eridan stared at you with a judge-mental sneer— His eyes scanned you up and down before pinching your sleeve between his fingers like it was a used tissue and examined the feel.

“ Mm. “

He dropped it and thought for a moment.

“ i suppose you could be wworthy of my time.. it’d be less of a wwaste anywways, compared to fornicating wwith a Rustblood. “

Eridan practically spat out the words “ fornicating “ and “ Rustblood “ like they created bad tastes in his mouth. He checked on the polish of his nails and rings before straightening up.

“ Do consider yourself privileged, though. I don’t just spend my time wwith anyone. “