The furious Elliog paused slightly, the reflection of Fisher's image in her eyes as she spoke without thinking,
"This is different!"
"...Can you be more specific?"
"I..."
Once again, Elliog's tongue seemed to tie itself, unable to speak, but Fisher could clearly sense that the specific answer was always within her heart. However, that answer never turned into words that she could speak.
Even at the end of the conversation, this Demon God acted like a child, sulking and saying,
"Anyway, I said it, ah, I am different from her, just different!"
"..."
Fisher's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he simply didn't understand why that answer couldn't be spoken directly to him. Instead, they had to go around in circles, avoiding straightforward communication. This never solves the problem, and Elliog is probably aware of this, yet she still acts this way, which leaves Fisher completely puzzled...
"Hmm..."
