( it thinks it over โ asking for a word โ but decides against it. better for it to know, for grace to find out. better left unsaid. instead, the critter hums and, as grace settles beside it, it bumps its carapace against his arm affectionately. )
GRACE,
โชโซโช โ
GOOD COMPANY.
( his melodies are enough to wind an affectionate smile out of you. skip your heart along a few beats, as you go to sit down before him. watching his movements with a gentle, but keen gaze. )
( chitters and trills, a series of hums and clicks, tapping forelegs and a shuddering carapace... it translates to nothing in grace's language, but it sounds pleasant enough. fond, perhaps. )
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โ โ โข los dos materiales que
๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ forman mi canto ๏น #sfwRP ๏น
๏น #mvrp ๏น Y el canto de ustedes
que es el โ โ mismo canto; หณโน
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