oh, there was a moment, albeit a BRIEF one, that magenta came to think that their NEW MASTER was to be SILENT && not bother her was further questions about their journey to earth, alas, LUCK had NEVER once been 'pon her side, that wasn’t going to CHANGE now. ‘ somewhere by the name of .. DENTON, master, ’ somewhere where they could remain INCONSPICUOUS 'pon the endeavour to earth, somewhere nobody would notice their ARRIVAL, nor their prolonged stay. ‘ it’s REMOTE enough, the earthlings won’t DISTURB, nor notice our presence. ’ a marginal RELIEF, for the last thing she wished to do was INTERACT with these DULL creatures, not if she didn’t have to. ‘ && within a short distance of a TRANSDUCER. ’ questions answered, she turned 'pon her heel, her attention returning to her brother whom stood at her side, hoping that was the END of frank’s inquiries, at least for the moment.
he hums, CONTENT with the woman’s answer, though more questions, an UNCOUNTABLE total of them, in fact, dance wildly behind ruby lips. the furter has never known the domestic, in all the years she’s served his mother, to be terribly merry, but even still her VEXATION is more than obvious. he spares a glance upon her brother, the man he’s deemed incredibly USELESS, and wryly does he smile. ‘ – denton ? ’ the two plain - sounding, very human syllables roll forth from the prince’s tongue, & he repeats it once more beneath his breath. ‘ excellent ! oh, mother will be awfully PROUD. i’ll send her postcards aplenty. i just can’t wait to see a real earthling, they’re all so ugly & tasteless. ’ a pause. ‘ magenta. you’re certain they won’t DISRUPT us ? ’