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[rightfoot]

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[sylphid]

ok what's up with you

[rightfoot]

What? Calm down.

I'm not ignoring you. I'm not sure what you're trying to get me to talk about.

And yes. I have toes. Want to see them or something? Is that what this is about?

[sylphid]

i absolutely do

[sylphid]

but another time

[sylphid]

i mean your comment about the kids

[rightfoot]

They're...like a humans. But with fur.

Oh.

I have experience with orphans.

[sylphid]

your toes are like furry humans???

[sylphid]

oh

A humans... toes

ok i got it

[sylphid]

stop bringing up your toes i'm trying to be serious here

[sylphid]

it felt like more than that

[sylphid]

we're bonded remember?

[rightfoot]

Ah - yeah.

I was an orphan, technically, before my father adopted me.

[sylphid]

ok so was i

and???

[There's clearly more.]

[rightfoot]

Orphans don't get education, or stability, or safety where I'm from.

That's all.

Still, I know what I would have preferred to have.

[sylphid]

hm...

[He can almost feel the skepticism through the comm. Maybe.]

[rightfoot]

Hm? Fie?

[sylphid]

it's nothing

we'll chat later ok?

[rightfoot]

Alright. Later.

[sylphid]

[And then about twenty minutes pass and there's a knock on his door. When he opens it, there's Fie.]

It's later.

[rightfoot]

...I thought you meant like.

Later in the week. Month, year?

[ Wait. ]

I just moved in here.

[sylphid]

Nope. Besides, making assumptions is rude.

[Fie casually shrugs.]

A week ago. I got bored and followed you... [She pauses to think.] Friday. Can I come in now?

[rightfoot]

Maybe it is.

[ He steps away. Well, she's already here... It'd be rude to deny entry or tell her no, right? He's tempted for half of a second, because he already feels like he's said a lot. ]

Alright, come in, then.

[sylphid]

That's fine. Being polite all the time is boring.

[He gets a thumbs up as she passes him in the doorway.

Look, she brought... stuff. She has a bag of something.]

You hungry? I brought fruit.

[rightfoot]

[ He closes the door once she's inside, moving into the living room area of his apartment. He steps inside. He's in some baggy pants that stop just above his prosthetic, and an oversized sweatshirt. Compared to his normal clothes? This is pretty dressed down so it's probably obvious he was mostly just expecting to stay in and be alone tonight. ]

Not particularly.

[ He takes the bag anyway and moves towards the kitchen area of his apartment. His apartment is plain - easy. Quiet. ]

[sylphid]

Neat. Me neither.

[Fie goes over to sit on the couch and look around. Maybe some shelves with a few books? No idea. Either way, she's not really commenting. It just seems fitting for him somehow.]

Consider it a housewarming present or something.