[ now that's an easy question for him to answer: ]
I smelled something great while I was passing by! Was curious so I thought it'll be interesting to investigate it. [ definitely more interesting and, hopefully, more productive for him to do than, say, trying to find a way to entertain himself at risk of meddy's lectures.
daylight iiiinches closer while he speaks to the man - the cool-looking man, daylight decides, given his horns and all - and taking this as a sort of invitation to come in the kitchens.
it's been a while since he's been here. meddy has, more or less, considered this place too dangerousā¢ for him to enter. they've been having suspicions that something is up lately. they've been pretty wound up since their return to the temple and want daylight to stay somewhere safe and secure after his series of stunts in struxta.
sheesh! a 'bot tries to plug himself into the mass subconscious, stop an electrical death storm, and a skip a meal a few times- ]
Are you cooking something? [ his winglets begin to flutter, making the sheet he's wearing over his frame move about. ] Can I help? I used to help Auntie Chris a lot in her cooking and I was pretty good at it! Um, the helping. Not the cooking.
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I smelled something great while I was passing by! Was curious so I thought it'll be interesting to investigate it. [ definitely more interesting and, hopefully, more productive for him to do than, say, trying to find a way to entertain himself at risk of meddy's lectures.
daylight iiiinches closer while he speaks to the man - the cool-looking man, daylight decides, given his horns and all - and taking this as a sort of invitation to come in the kitchens.
it's been a while since he's been here. meddy has, more or less, considered this place too dangerousā¢ for him to enter. they've been having suspicions that something is up lately. they've been pretty wound up since their return to the temple and want daylight to stay somewhere safe and secure after his series of stunts in struxta.
sheesh! a 'bot tries to plug himself into the mass subconscious, stop an electrical death storm, and a skip a meal a few times- ]
Are you cooking something? [ his winglets begin to flutter, making the sheet he's wearing over his frame move about. ] Can I help? I used to help Auntie Chris a lot in her cooking and I was pretty good at it! Um, the helping. Not the cooking.