what does your oc like about the oc above them?

(^ s o b s you are too kind ;v;)

(I hope this makes sense, it's late and it kind of got longer than I intended it to be ;v;)

Ah, how to talk about the things you like about someone without sounding like you lost your mind... or too stuck up, which was the bigger risk in his case, probably, even though Valerion himself thought it might be the former. Then again, with his father, he was constantly worried about losing his sanity, especially when it came to affection, or positive feelings towards anyone, really.
The prince awkwardly cleared his throat. "You are- pleasant to be around." What a great start! "Obviously you have many talents and are very... capable, but you must have heard these things countless times by now and while they are positives they are-" he sighed, "they are not really what I like about you." Oh dear, did that sound wrong? "Not that I don't like them, it's just- I care more about these other things." Maybe that was a better way to say it. "'Pleasant to be around' is an awfully broad statement, I suppose..." gods, it was not like him to struggle to find the right words, probably because he usually just did not talk a lot, "What I mean is... I feel like I can be myself around you. Without having to act a certain way to fulfill expectations, without- constantly thinking of work and without having to worry to be judged for my opinions, especially as- well, I'm sure you know all too well." Valerion sighed, still avoiding eye contact. "I don't even know how you manage to appear the way you do sometimes, but even though it is irritating sometimes I wouldn't want to miss your company for the world. With you... silence doesn't feel empty." Oh no, that sounded awful, "Besides, I like hearing your opinions on things and I appreciate your honesty and I think it is admirable how you are able to stay true to yourself, in spite of everything."
The prince chuckled faintly, "I sound like a madman, don't I?"

“Wowie! You look pretty cool, sir! I’ve never  seen someone that looks quite like you, what shampoo do you use?? You seem pretty cold those, freezing actual, but don’t worry!! We will just need to uh.. melt you down or something.”

“Yeah, gotta say water isn’t my thing either.. y’know I got pushed into a river one time. I think you’re pretty cool.”

"Ummmm," Desmond bit his lip inquisitively as he fixed his gaze on Benji; truthfully, what he saw frightened him, though he would never admit it to himself;  those eyes... they were so... cold? Yes, it was the empty and hollow gaze that was...
...Much too similar to what he saw in the mirror? No! That was wrong. He was fine. Fine! He ran his hands up and down his lower arms as both a nervous gesture and to prevent himself from shivering. Why was he shivering? If anything, this person would understand!

"You're pretty coolio... haha. Preee-tty awesome sauce.... you seem like a pretty chill guy. I feel like, you would, like, totally help me bury a body or something... and you'd only really get mad at me if I stole your... food, or something," He paused... flashing a grin to appear as friendly as possible.
"Which is nice. It's 'kay though, that's me with, like, pizza. And monster... Anyway~... yeah, I like your... vibe. You kinda just... get it. You'd probably be fine with helping me get rid of any evidence. I'm sure you'd have a better use for them than me. Yeah. Partner in crime of the year. Love it. ...and we could totally trash talk peeps together... We should totally be friends. ...Want my number?" 

     “Your name is fun to say. I like it! Your last name sounds like magic spell or something.” He smiles. “Your outfit choice matches well with your name too.” 

"WHAT KIND OF CREATURE ARE YOU?!?"

She's practically vibrating so fast you can see the afterimage.

"I've believed in aliens my whole life, but you— there's no mistaking it! You really aren't human, are you?! How does your head work? Do you eat regular food? How do you digest it? Wait, no, don't tell me! I can figure it out—"

With a painted smile, Ecatarina hums, her cheeks freckled with two matching dimples. "It's not often that I'm in the presence of another vampire, so really, I already like everything about you." 

Ecatarina fosters Alessandro's company delightedly. There was much about him that she could compliment, and all of it could make for quite the splendid conversation piece. Honestly, that's all that she ever bothers for; a good conversation, nothing stale -- something she could go home and gossip to her wife about. Alessandro's past and present fit the bill entirely: the strange upbringing, his actions against the supernatural, and so on. Driven forth, she instigates. "Though, I will say you stand out in comparison to others of our kind... but I imagine that for someone like you, that isn't much of a surprise, hm? A sense of righteous morals like yours can make a vampire's endless life a little less miserable, I suppose. You ought to tell me more about that. I'd love to hear it."

She swirled her glass as she thought, tilting her head. "I do like your fashion sense, too. The styles of today are so... boorish, wouldn't you say? Nobody appreciates a jabot like yours anymore!"

     "Lady cel Tradat! I'm glad you could make it," Ennette beamed when she reached the socialite. Her smile became a little strained. "You're always so energetic and enthusiastic as these parties, I don't know how you do it! I get so exhausted after as much as five minutes." It was one of the reasons she made it a point to meet Ecatarina at this gathering. Every time she'd seen her in the past she was entertaining countless guests and making them all erupt in laughter. Her social skills were incredible, to say the least, and the princess wanted to learn how to be like her.

     "Oh, did you bring a guard?" Ennette brought up. "There have been disappearances lately. I'm not sure what's happening, but we have more security around to look after things. Stay safe."

"Few members of royalty manage to be so kind." said Flavio, "Whether it's because of the expectations placed upon them, or simply because the silver spoon in their mouth prevents them from thinking for others."

He helped Ennette off the horse and led her to the gate of Vieillemont's innermost wall. "If it's anything, I hope you don't lose that kindness, that optimism. You're old enough to know that politics and the world itself can be difficult -- and politics will always be difficult, honestly, but... No, you'll be fine. Come."

Flavio walked through the gate, resting his hand on the young woman's shoulder. "If there's anything you should strive for, it's to be better than your father." he said, "He's not bad. Not at all. But, the future depends on the improvement of your kingdom. In that, I think you'll excel. You're a bright girl, Ennette."

Mikiko smiles, addressing the older man with warmth. "I like your attitude! You've got a good heart. It's always tough to see people pass by life so quickly and blindly - I see lots of folks in my line of work who spent their lives in their heads and whirl right past reality. So, y'know. I'm always trying to make the most of every second."

Well, Mikiko seemed less weathered than Flavio in his appreciation of life - but the tragedy of loss certainly wasn't lost on him either. He chuckles, his fingers wrapped hooked around the loops of his khakis. "Pretty cool that you can garden, too. I've always wanted to learn, but I've got whatever the opposite of a green thumb is."

He looked at Mikiko, finally someone that was about his own height, he thought. “I admire your dedication for the law. ‘Tis a good way of helping people but I wonder.. how many of those clients were liars and how many were wrongfully convicted?” N’arfi wasn’t a huge fan of the justice system despite being a renowned hero in his lands. In fact, he often times broke the law for a bit of fun.

“Still, your heart is in the right place. Maybe if helping people is your thing, you should look into a career that isn’t so… corrupt.”

Valnier was about to blurt out a disgusting amount of curses and filth at the Viera, but he stopped himself short. With a sigh and a straightened back, he spoke in a discreet voice "You are very enjoyable to be around and your laugh is infectious"

     "Protecting those you care about is a very noble thing, whether it's people or even bugs. To do it by yourself, though? That's more than impressive. I hope you're able to some day take a break and know that the lives you protect are grateful for you."

You can reply to him, his younger self, or evil AU!

     "Heh, trust me it took a long while to be able to afford this. Here, pick something out you like and I'll get it. It's nice to share things like this."

"You seem to have found a spot in the world, even after being exiled. I think that makes me like you more, makes you worldly. I also wish I had the money to dress like you."