"Better than simply Honey. I could also just call you vin de miel. Somehow it's always hotter in French." He is fond of giving pet names. He'll amuse it. He also isn't one to make the wisest decisions when he should be making them. Jesper is about to find out just how unwise Eliot can be if he offers up a path.

It's not ego that is speaking, only a matter of fact. Sometimes he is too casual about everything. He's used to being one of the taller ones, so having others being shy of an inch or two is just him finally able to not have to look at someone down. It's like being among peers. New view. New experiences. He really probably shouldn't take up the hunting grounds, but he did realize he has to become a better fighter if more beasts were to ever come about. He might now have slight motive out of the whim. One that he should table, but he'll feel it out. He's always been good at foreplay.

"Glasses? Hm. I've seen horrors cinema hipsters wish they've dreamed up. Even if gods can be rather cliche. I think I became a ghost in one of my time loops. Did you manage to kill one of those beasts?"