Angel Dust

[ blitzø snorts, shaking his head again. itsy bitsy spider. yeah, that's somehow worse, but still equally as stupid. briefly, he wonders if angel's brother is just as tall as angel, and then quickly decides he doesn't actually care enough to ask. there are more important things to talk about regardless, so blitzø tries to lead into a subject change without being too clunky and awkward about it.

still leaning against the receptionist's desk, blitzø scuffs a foot against the hardwood, his boot scraping lightly. he tilts his head slightly, glancing off toward the eel tank on the other side of the room and idly watching them drift around in the water. ]

So, anyway... [ okay, good start. blitzø crosses his arms casually. ] You can stay here... again. If you want. [ he shifts his eyes back to look at angel. ] I'd, uh. I'd offer to let you stay at my place, but Loona's got the only bedroom and - [ he laughs, and it's only a little awkward. ] Honestly, the couch here is much better, so you're probably better off here anyway....