I look forward to it.

[The oni's thoughts on Eternity don't come as much of a surprise, that their god cares more for it than her people. A people who, given the state of their lives, would be much better off in a land embraced by transience he thinks. It would hurt them less than attempts made at making the land never changing.

The decree sounds like it did its job however, he's positive Signora was likely preening over how well her little plan was working up until the Traveler got involved. Serves the hag right.]

She hasn't cared about her people in a long time. If she ever did.

[He tilts his head as he looks up at the mentioned horns - they weren't the first thing he noticed stood out from the other man, other aspects certainly draw the eye first, but the horns likely don't help stop any stares. Oni aren't terribly common around the city from what he knows, but Scaramouche can't see it bothering the man if he continues to stick around it.]

Hmm, they're pretty alright horns.

[But there's something far more important to focus on. His creator's ability - or lack thereof - in cooking.]

She can't. If the kitchen makes it out intact it would be a miracle.