[There's just a soft cooing noise in response, because what are words? He nuzzles back, the glow in his eyes dim and warm, before that familiar energy washes over them in a general glow. As the Psiioniic nestles down against Dualscar's chest, their legs tangled, his powers gently carry them off. The way is easily found and the proper book is pulled from its place. As they come into the room, he gives a loud yawn and shivers.]
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