[A small surprised chirrup escapes the drone, since it's usually the Psiioniic who shows it affection, but it is more than happy to take what it can get.]
[Inside the pile, the a pair of dimly glowing eyes can be seen peeking out before the Psiioniic reaches out, the tips of his fingers just barely managing to press against Dualscar's wrist.]
Yeah. Ith it bad newth? I'm prepared for that.
[The kind of tone hints at someone who is used to bad news, but would love for it to be different.]
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[Inside the pile, the a pair of dimly glowing eyes can be seen peeking out before the Psiioniic reaches out, the tips of his fingers just barely managing to press against Dualscar's wrist.]
Yeah. Ith it bad newth? I'm prepared for that.
[The kind of tone hints at someone who is used to bad news, but would love for it to be different.]