Fortunately for Maea's ears, a little glowing orb was not something that Quanil would react to with the usual high-pitched squealing that went on when someone showed them their pet. She might also consider herself fortunate that Quanil was now distracted from Strange Questions About Gods, which was also a common occurrence when they met a pet.
"Amazing! Hello, Shii! I'm Quanil!" Talking to will-o-wisps was at least slightly more understandable than talking to plants. They looked to Maea. "Does Shii not like the sunlight? Does brighter light threaten to overwhelm... Shii?" Because they weren't sure what pronouns, if any, were appropriate for a little ball of light, and "it" tended to be taken poorly unless otherwise called for (understandably, of course).
"Amazing! Hello, Shii! I'm Quanil!" Talking to will-o-wisps was at least slightly more understandable than talking to plants. They looked to Maea. "Does Shii not like the sunlight? Does brighter light threaten to overwhelm... Shii?" Because they weren't sure what pronouns, if any, were appropriate for a little ball of light, and "it" tended to be taken poorly unless otherwise called for (understandably, of course).
