[Blue sends across an impression like a shrug, or a little puff of a huff, and then goes quiet. It isn't the sort of frozen silence of fear and apprehension like before, but rather more like when they sat together in quiet that one night, drunk, but in an understanding.]
[It was... almost comfortable.]
...I... meant to make something to cheer up Golisopod... [He suddenly recalls, an inflection of a frown and a bit of guilt.] I'll do that, and bring it soon...
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[It was... almost comfortable.]
...I... meant to make something to cheer up Golisopod... [He suddenly recalls, an inflection of a frown and a bit of guilt.] I'll do that, and bring it soon...