[ Kahlil isn't sure if he's supposed to hold her gaze or avert his own. And yet - getting licked in the face by a giant dragon-raccoon foaming at the mouth still isn't the grossest thing to happen to him here.
He stays very still throughout, unsure how to react, especially when she begins trying to get back under what little is left of his bed. Now, he laughs, it puffs out of him in disbelief and his own shoulders finally sag as he feels a tired from the end of the adrenaline rush. ]
It's fine. [ It's fine about his bed, anyway. He stopped storing anything beneath it once Rita first took up residence, and it looks like the night-table and trunk survived, at least. A beat, and he conjures a few berries, tossing them toward Rita's sad pile. ]
Could be the Singularity? [ He raises an eyebrow. Usually when things like this happen, it's because something is agitating the Singularity. ]
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He stays very still throughout, unsure how to react, especially when she begins trying to get back under what little is left of his bed. Now, he laughs, it puffs out of him in disbelief and his own shoulders finally sag as he feels a tired from the end of the adrenaline rush. ]
It's fine. [ It's fine about his bed, anyway. He stopped storing anything beneath it once Rita first took up residence, and it looks like the night-table and trunk survived, at least. A beat, and he conjures a few berries, tossing them toward Rita's sad pile. ]
Could be the Singularity? [ He raises an eyebrow. Usually when things like this happen, it's because something is agitating the Singularity. ]