[ bweeeeeee, meddy answer simon in reply, letting out a low and frantic whistle and some beeps, trying their best to communicate that, yes, daylight is fixable. but only if they're quick about. as in really, really quick about it. does the new person understand binary basic? binary babble? meddy can only hope they understand any thing they're saying right now.
because, otherwise, all they're going to hear from poor meddy is a frantic series of beeps and trills from a very, very worried drone.
the most meddy can do besides 'speak' is flit about and point at the most important 'bits' of daylight that need to be stabilised, emphasising this with jabs and sharps noises they emit from their vocoder.
they seem mainly worried about daylight's helm, almost too hot to the touch, and something happening in his chest. light, purple-white, is spilling out from the seams of his frame and armour of his chest; it seems to be the source of the sparks and little bursts and zaps of electricity at the moment. ]
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because, otherwise, all they're going to hear from poor meddy is a frantic series of beeps and trills from a very, very worried drone.
the most meddy can do besides 'speak' is flit about and point at the most important 'bits' of daylight that need to be stabilised, emphasising this with jabs and sharps noises they emit from their vocoder.
they seem mainly worried about daylight's helm, almost too hot to the touch, and something happening in his chest. light, purple-white, is spilling out from the seams of his frame and armour of his chest; it seems to be the source of the sparks and little bursts and zaps of electricity at the moment. ]