"Get away from us, Namagomi!" Filia shouted once again at the trickster priest, who was walking alongside her with a smile on his face.
"Mother Filia, why is that man fallowing us?" A young Valgarv looked up at Filia, clutching at her skirt.
"Because he's just a mean and nasty man, Val. Just ignore him, okay?" Filia put her arm around the young boy protectively, "If you don't get out of here soon, I'll ...." She tried to think of a good threat.
Xellos was actually having a good time today. It was the first day that he had got to himself in quite a while, and he did want it to be fun, with lots of anger and distrust. Of course, with this goal in mind, he had to come and see Filia. She was the person that hated him the most in the world, so it just gave him a good feeling inside to be near her. Just then, he felt it....
"Are you listening to me, Namagomi?!" Filia shouted in his ear. He was staring, eyes open, at the nearby tavern, with an interested expression on his face, and had seemed to forget all about Filia and Valgarv for a moment. When he realized that they were both looking at him, he turned back to them and smiled.
"I wouldn't forget the golden dragon who loves me, ne, Filia-chan?" He closed his eyes again. Filia took out her mace and got a good whack in on him, which was actually very shocking, since he always dodged at the last second.
With her nose high in the air, she took Val's hand and headed off for her shop, "Maces and Vases". She expected him to fallow her, but surprisingly, he didn't. He instead smiled and partially opened one of his eyes. Without a hint as to where he was going, he teleported off.