Roleplay

Moro’s pointed ears tilted downwards, but his face stayed the same. He crossed his arms and growled, “I’m not the kind of person you’d want to keep as a companion.” He definitely was hiding that what Charlie had said Kinda scared him. He was stuck with the human..

"An acquired taste." He nodded, "Gotcha. Like old cheese or whatever." He chuckled and bit into his pizza, then glanced down at his plate, "Sure ya don't want some?"

Moro crossed his legs, going into a sitting position while still hovering at the same level as Charlie. He already didn’t like this human. “Yes. I am completely sure I do not want soggy microwave pizza.”

"Ah, whatever. You want anything else?" He asked, raising a brow at Moro, while also taking a bite of pizza and reaching for his can of coke.

“No. I don’t want any human food, especially not from the guy who’s essentially holding me captive. That’s very cruel. And foolish. I could kill you quite easily. It’d be fun too.” He said, very casually. Ok, time for threats. Maybe that would work??

"Go ahead, I've got nothing to live for. Other than maybe talking to you, if you're around." He chuckled lightly, "And yeah, I'm a cruel kinda guy, get over it, hotshot." He huffed.

Moro blinked a few times, not knowing how to react to that. He then bared his snake fangs and let out a little huffy growl noise that definitely wasn’t human. He couldn’t actually hurt the human. He couldn’t kill the guy who summoned him.
“Whatever.”

Charlie rolled his eyes, going to the couch and turning on the tv to watch while he ate his pizza. He started up Stranger Things again, as he'd been watching it.

Moro stayed still in the kitchen a few minutes, basically pouting. After a while though, he floated over to the entryway into the living room. He wasn’t gonna go all the way in. He still looked rather grumpy.

Charlie chuckled as he glanced over at Moro, "Hey, maybe stop being a baby. If ya give me some good company... I might make a deal with ya. How's that sound?"