Oiii, Ki-saaaan. [ His voice drawls, finally talking to her in response. His mouth sounded like it was half full. ] It's cake. Of course it's delicious. [ She can also hear hm smacking and licking his lips. ]
Your pet-thing is.. — [ scary? beautiful? well tamed? ] .. something else. [ ah. Regardless, he is beginning to make his way towards Ninat again, this time with a palm outstretched. Can he.. pet it now? N..ot like he wants to , or anything. Not like he wants to say thanks, or anything. Not like he actually likes animals, or anything. ]
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It's cake. Of course it's delicious. [ She can also hear hm smacking and licking his lips. ]
Your pet-thing is.. — [ scary? beautiful? well tamed? ] .. something else.
[ ah.
Regardless, he is beginning to make his way towards Ninat again, this time with a palm outstretched. Can he.. pet it now?
N..ot like he wants to , or anything. Not like he wants to say thanks, or anything. Not like he actually likes animals, or anything. ]