[ hhhahaha. wizards have some fucked up standards, especially western ones, but murr'll leave the depths of that for yomi to discover. though, mmm, they're probably well aware of that already - that's why they're here, that's why murr's here, and that's why...

he doesn't shy away regardless of the uncertain nature of the offer. even if yomi wasn't sure if it would kill him, he'd probably still consider it, think about it, oh so lightly, with this fragment of stardust shaking around him.

can he pet the eyeball? he's petting the eyeball, for as long as he can handle that heat. even considers nesting up close to it, like a cat curled up on something warm. we're here now. ]

I wouldn't mind that, too. My family used to be jewelers, and I really like shiny things—

[ his hand, still running along them- ]

—But I'd still pick a surprise first, 'cause nothing shines more than "I don't know". [ ... ] Let's figure it out! That's part of everything.

[ but magic's on stand by if this gets fucked up, the ring on his finger still glowing dimly. ]