Kaimana
The gremlin - Pittore - is astoundingly cute, almost like a tiny person with green skin and sharp teeth and huge ears and eyes and okay, maybe not like a person really that much. But it's so much different than you expected an animal made by the Voice to be, so much more alive, and really you find yourself adoring it despite its questionable origins, utterly entranced by the little green thing and its yarn.
"Watcha doin' with that?" you ask it, fully confident it can understand (and wondering vaguely if you will be able to establish a non-verbal communication system). "Are you makin' something? Do you make things? What kinda things d'ya eat? Are you like an Ascended an' eat blood or do y'eat other foods? The teeth look carnivorous. How'd y'meet him?"
This last question is addressed back at Bastien, your brown eyes wide as you look up from the floor where you still sit, fully at the mercy of the little companion and whatever games it might choose to play.
"Watcha doin' with that?" you ask it, fully confident it can understand (and wondering vaguely if you will be able to establish a non-verbal communication system). "Are you makin' something? Do you make things? What kinda things d'ya eat? Are you like an Ascended an' eat blood or do y'eat other foods? The teeth look carnivorous. How'd y'meet him?"
This last question is addressed back at Bastien, your brown eyes wide as you look up from the floor where you still sit, fully at the mercy of the little companion and whatever games it might choose to play.
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