“Thank you very much.” Though he spoke to Zeran, Clarence looked---with some curiousity, and some amusement, but with more affection than anything---to Noemi and her buddy. It was, at times, easy to forget how old they weren't, and then the excitement of ice cream, or a new park to play in, or a line of dancers practicing for the public, or meeting a new and equally-foreign friend eclipsing a question (or: derailing a conversation completely) would remind him. “I'll ask again a little later.”
“Why would people be afraid?” Diana was honestly baffled. “Are they afraid of whatever it was that led to them abandoning the hospital? Does whatever it is just not bother you? She turned to climb entirely out of Zeran's pocket, watching the room through her simple eyes until she reached his shoulder and had a good spot to turn and face forward. “I came here because I was curious. It was a good choice. I hope you feel the same way, soon if not already.”
“Oh? Go ahead.” Tilting his head at Trevor, Clarence smiled and gave a little shrug. “Though, I think I might answer preemptively, if you would be asking about its origin. Part of it comes from my whyte, and part of it comes from my gengar, Moriarty, who is hiding in my shadow and doubtless put out over being unable to surprise anyone now.”
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Date: 2021-11-06 03:07 am (UTC)“Why would people be afraid?” Diana was honestly baffled. “Are they afraid of whatever it was that led to them abandoning the hospital? Does whatever it is just not bother you? She turned to climb entirely out of Zeran's pocket, watching the room through her simple eyes until she reached his shoulder and had a good spot to turn and face forward. “I came here because I was curious. It was a good choice. I hope you feel the same way, soon if not already.”
“Oh? Go ahead.” Tilting his head at Trevor, Clarence smiled and gave a little shrug. “Though, I think I might answer preemptively, if you would be asking about its origin. Part of it comes from my whyte, and part of it comes from my gengar, Moriarty, who is hiding in my shadow and doubtless put out over being unable to surprise anyone now.”