[blink. that was the dinkiest fireball they ever--] Uh... [anything else? well-- no.
...wait, maybe? they half-squint, chewing on whether or not to ask.
...yeah, no. the critter said she only just got here, so. no point.]
Okay. Bye.
[it's a bit anti-climatic, but Knife's not very skilled at conversation. their expression blanks out while stepping out, picking a direction that seems more full of corners and shadows than open space to figure this shit out. try to. maybe.]
no subject
...wait, maybe? they half-squint, chewing on whether or not to ask.
...yeah, no. the critter said she only just got here, so. no point.]
Okay. Bye.
[it's a bit anti-climatic, but Knife's not very skilled at conversation. their expression blanks out while stepping out, picking a direction that seems more full of corners and shadows than open space to figure this shit out. try to. maybe.]