IM About Pusillin Called Teranca Sister

Pusillin called Teranca his sister in his reply to her letter to him about Lenae.   This is her immediate response.  The letters can be found here.

[IMPnet - Infernal Messaging Protocol]
User: Teranca.Rymden
Status: Glowing Threat
User: Pusillin.exe
Status: Unstable (Enjoying It)

Teranca.Rymden:
You called me sister in that letter.

Pusillin.exe:
👀
Oh, that’s what you latched onto? Not the philosophical musings, not the emotional sabotage, but the family word?
How very you.

Teranca.Rymden:
Explain. Now. Before I weaponize my creamer.

Pusillin.exe:
Loooooook. You spend enough centuries exchanging cursed recipes, sarcastic banter, and soul-scarring secrets with someone, the lines start to blur.
You’re basically the tall, terrifying older sibling I never asked for and definitely regret manifesting.

Teranca.Rymden:
I am not your sister. I am a 7'3" retired Eredar warlock with a blood-infused caffeine addiction and absolutely no space in my afterlife for clingy imps.

Pusillin.exe:
Awww, so you do read my status updates 💕
Face it: we’ve been writing each other since the Third Fel Regrettable Incident™. That’s longer than most demon pacts last.
You lecture me, I ignore you, you hex me, I laugh, we both pretend not to care. It’s practically a holiday ritual.

Teranca.Rymden:
This is emotional manipulation. You’re gaslighting me into fraternal feelings.

Pusillin.exe:
Correction: hellfirelighting.
And don’t worry—I’m not expecting a hug.
Just maybe don’t banish me next time we share a bottle of abyssal gin, okay? My tail hasn’t fully regrown from last time.

Teranca.Rymden:
...Fine.
But if you ever publicly call me your sister again, I will bind your essence into a spoon and use it to stir soul creamer.

Pusillin.exe:
👑 As long as it’s a fancy spoon.
Love you too, sis. 😈💅

Teranca.Rymden:
I am going to unmake you.

Pusillin.exe:
Aww, just like family. 💜🔥