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[📺] Vox shifts a little nervously, making sure to keep his distance from Alastor after their most recent encounter. He was not ready to be put back in a chair and at the others mercy again. Just the idea of it makes his skin crawl.

"Your ears are peaking out." Abby murmurs in Romance's ear, choosing now to tease them as they're relaxing between schedules. The motion unceremonious as he moves around them, collapsing onto the couch, and his shirt open slightly as he rests his arm over his eyes. Who knew where the others had disappeared to, and instead, he'd chosen the fox to poke at in order to help the time pass. "Seems like you've got the routine down now. You were so worried before." he says, peeking over at the other.

HOT TAKES

I’m visually impaired. Like full on BLIND in one eye. Which means dark graphics and junk are REALLY difficult to read.

“Well, sheep’s wool is curly and my hair is straight.” She stuck her tongue out at him, crossing her arms and looking down at the tiny…whatever it was. A grim or an abnormal Faunus were her current theories.

Ugh.