Spots do well in shadows

KIADA you think that i'll be the dark sky so you can be the star? She watches him from her circle, enjoying the pulses of the bond as she watches his spotted form – reciprocating the attention while simultaneously comforted by it. And when she questions about technology, she listens intently – infinitely curious about these other worlds, how advanced they had been. She’d seen castles and buildings much like the Citadel in her travels, had never seen anything like a city or a skyscraper before – she doesn’t know what to expect. It sounds almost alien-like to her, so odd and strange that she almost doesn’t want to accept it, but she does because he’s explaining it to her. And she trusts him with almost everything she has now – enough so that the thought of talking to someone else on a tiny little device causes her circle to jitter a small amount as the surprise overtakes her avian form and she evens out. A… what? She asks, though the question is accompanied with a soft laugh. Internet? She repeats, letting it mull over her mental tongue as she watches him from her idle circles hop from shelf to rafter – before lifting herself up a bit further, to plop herself down on the rafter beside him on a bit more sturdy of one just to ensure her added weight of this form wouldn’t cause it to tumble down. Was it just for talking? Like… You spoke into it and heard the other person? She asks, cocking her head again. We had these… Shells last LongNight that were like that. i will swallow you whole.