[He's getting an ominous feeling even though he knows he shouldn't because this is Livio and Livio has never done anything to wrong him in his whole life-
[razlo is grumping silently, literally a child pouting over someone else getting more attention than he is, so he's effectively harmless for the moment. but livio does have something up his sleeve.]
Can y'take a look inside? Behind the pews. Any of 'em.
[if wolfwood needs urging, livio will coax him in with an earnest smile, and even if he can't fit through the doors, he extends his head inside as far as it can go.
and assuming nick does eventually inspect the slots built into the backs of the pews, he'll find that there is absolutely no sign of the cult texts. it's as if they simply vanished. and hopefully before wolfwood can grow too anxious over the consequences of last march, livio's smile softens.]
I... exchanged favors with Miss Beiwe. She got rid of 'em for good.
[Given that it's Livio, he doesn't need too much additional convincing. After he's gotten up and shaken himself off after the tumble off the roof he took, he'll carefully make his way inside the church, holding his wings close to his back so he can fit through the door. It isn't long before he's checking the pews, not just one, but several, because...well.
The cult texts have been a plague ever since the church manifested here. He tried to get rid of them and suffered dire consequences, to the point where he'd just accepted that they'd be there forever and the best he could really do is ignore them. But when he looks now? They're gone. It's all gone.
And it's a good thing Livio does speak up before Wolfwood can, because he was starting to go a little pale when realizing what exactly he was looking at here.]
[for his part, razlo seems satisfied, so he continues minding his own business, looking anywhere but at these two.
the reassurance and the general tenderness of all of wolfwood's words and actions make livio's eyes sing with familiar tears. his hand curls impossibly gently in nick's hands (paws? ha) and he smiles wide once more.]
I'm just glad I could make you happy. 's all I ever want. Do anything for you, y'know that?
[It's a comical sight, the two of them as bestial as they are. But that doesn't matter, not when Wolfwood is offering Livio a wolfish grin as he leans forward to bonk his face against Livio's like a cat, affectionate.]
Gee, somehow I had no idea...
[He scoffs, his tail wagging slowly.]
You really don't give yourself enough credit for bein' such a sweetheart.
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on the other hand, livio is chipper as all hell that wolfwood doesn't seem injured.]
'course I did! I can take it! [razlo is lashing their tail like an angry cat. despite that, livio glances between nick and the church doors.]
... Hey, though, while yer down here, can ya do me a favor?
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[He's getting an ominous feeling even though he knows he shouldn't because this is Livio and Livio has never done anything to wrong him in his whole life-
RAZLO on the other hand...]
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Can y'take a look inside? Behind the pews. Any of 'em.
[if wolfwood needs urging, livio will coax him in with an earnest smile, and even if he can't fit through the doors, he extends his head inside as far as it can go.
and assuming nick does eventually inspect the slots built into the backs of the pews, he'll find that there is absolutely no sign of the cult texts. it's as if they simply vanished. and hopefully before wolfwood can grow too anxious over the consequences of last march, livio's smile softens.]
I... exchanged favors with Miss Beiwe. She got rid of 'em for good.
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The cult texts have been a plague ever since the church manifested here. He tried to get rid of them and suffered dire consequences, to the point where he'd just accepted that they'd be there forever and the best he could really do is ignore them. But when he looks now? They're gone. It's all gone.
And it's a good thing Livio does speak up before Wolfwood can, because he was starting to go a little pale when realizing what exactly he was looking at here.]
You. ...you did this?
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I mean -- I asked for it, yeah, but the hard work was all Hers.
[he swallows, glancing away. unfortunately, even in a moment like this, he can't help but feel he didn't do enough.]
I'm sorry I can't fix -- how he hurt you. But I... tried, right?
[from outside, razlo snorts derisively, but doesn't interrupt. maybe he's waiting to see how wolfwood reacts to livio's self-admonishment first.]
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Liv. Look at me.
[And he'll wait until his head swings around so he can actually look at him directly before he continues.]
You can't fix what's already happened. It'd be stupid of me to expect that from you. But this? This is...everything. You know that, right?
I don't think I can tell you how much this means to me.
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the reassurance and the general tenderness of all of wolfwood's words and actions make livio's eyes sing with familiar tears. his hand curls impossibly gently in nick's hands (paws? ha) and he smiles wide once more.]
I'm just glad I could make you happy. 's all I ever want. Do anything for you, y'know that?
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Gee, somehow I had no idea...
[He scoffs, his tail wagging slowly.]
You really don't give yourself enough credit for bein' such a sweetheart.