blurryface was blissfully unaware of the cold metal instrument at her disposal. perhaps he would have been less sassy if he knew about it being on her person. or perhaps not. he was an odd being, and maybe he would find it amusing to be held at knife– well, scalpel– point. maybe he'd see it as a challenge himself.
the edge of his mouth flickered into a faint smirk at the words 'parlor trick.'
"yeah, well, maybe i dont understand your science. i haven't dabbled in the whole necromancy stuff in a hot minute."
he seemed calm and casual, even once she had stepped closer.
his eye color was obscured by the dim light. his irises were a fantastic red usually, but in the current setting, they looked duller, however, still noticeable to a degree.
upon a quick glance, it was clear his neck was also coated in the substance that his arms and hands bore.
in response to her words, the entity's smug smirk fell. but he would not be beat that easily.
"my deal? my name's blurryface. and i am the best thing since the invention of vanilla lattes." he boasted as his arms unbound themselves from one another and fell to his sides.
// thank you! and your writing skills are brilliant, by the way!