The smile intrigues the monkey more, its head cocking to the side as it peers down at Falke. One hand wrapped around the stalk it stands upon, bright eyes peering down curiously at the man when he speaks. It isn’t sure what to respond with, whether it can, whether it truly understands what Falke is saying.
What it does know, is that Falke seems friendly enough. So the creature shuffles around a bit on the branch, moving to drop itself onto his shoulders, to poke at Falke’s cheeks and shoulder and hair in curiosity, its head tilting this way and that as it inspects him, making little chittering noises as it does.
What it does know, is that Falke seems friendly enough. So the creature shuffles around a bit on the branch, moving to drop itself onto his shoulders, to poke at Falke’s cheeks and shoulder and hair in curiosity, its head tilting this way and that as it inspects him, making little chittering noises as it does.
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