people keep mistaking me for a quincy . . .
maybe I should get back to wearing my cute arrancar uniform instead of this ugly white prisoner outfit . I'm sure no one would mind .
yes !
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( She can't help but frown ; it's never wonderful to hear that others are far from well. Claws scratch at her knees. )
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Oooh ... I see ... I'm very sorry, to hear. The babies are well - not stinky ! but very loud ... Asteria is learning to talk!
Gotten better? At listening?
[His nose scrunches, and he shrugs, seemingly satisfied with her new perch as he steps back to lean against a nearby tree across the way.]
...Despair is as despair does, I'll be fine. ......How're the lil stomach parasites? Still loud and stinky?
( Little, aside from a chirp, out of her mouth. Talons grip new branch, tight and true. )
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... oh... well, i am sorry today is not good. may i help, somehow? i can listen. i've gotten better ...
[He eyes where he put her, then grabs her again and places her back on a different branch, like one would observe the placement of furniture.]
...Meh, today's just no good. Try again tomorrow.