🐍 [Voice]

[sullenstallion]

[It's early when Dylas' message is sent out. Too early. The sun isn't up in most places, and it even catches him yawning.]

Yue isn't here anymore. If anyone is looking for him, he's...gone. He's been gone for weeks.

[There's a long silence that follows. Dylas has been minding himself for more than a month now, not showing his face in public, but...]

I was thinking about fishing since it's that time of year. If any of you are interested in coming along, I might consider telling you where I'll be. It depends on how I'm feeling.

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[transect]

( as they make their way towards him, there's a few gazes back and forth between dylas and his chocobo. aside from the mental image of what a snake on a large-sized bird, rutile was more fascinated by the relationship between the two.

surely, this was the side of dylas that yue had been referring to. )

Taking care of idiots does at least help pass the time.

( and boy could they relate to that. )

Here. For you, I suppose.

( have this package, dylas.
inside the plain box, you'll find it's full of fruit.
you can probably guess, but... )

I had planned on giving it to him, originally.

[sullenstallion]

[He's a bit puzzled by the fruit, and he furrows his eyebrows at it. He eats fruit. Dylas' fangs don't come out unless he tells them to, they would shoot straight through his lower jaw if they didn't. He can eat 'normal' foods, and Rutile knows that, right? ...Right?

But.]

Most people don't put fruit in a box.

[But Rutile isn't a people, so it's hopefully a gentle correction. He sets the fruit on the railing. Yakitori looks at the fruit and makes a disgusted face. Why can't anyone ever bring her cotton candy or hot dogs? She kwehs softly in disappointment.]

You make it sound like you're raising an idiot of your own. That's news to me.

[transect]

( hearing that, rutile looks down at the box again with a surprised sort of— ) Ah...?

( and then a resigned shrug. they'd made great strides in understanding the humans, and human-adjacents in their time here in vaikuntha— but now and then simple things like this seemed to slip through the cracks of their understanding.

sorry yakitori, they had no way of knowing you also enjoyed cannibalism were a fan of hot dogs, or an attempt may have been made. )

Something like that, you could say. ( but they're a little distracted looking over that fishing equipment, now. or at least, that's what they made it seem like. )