That flinch prompted a small squeak, Diana turning to plant both front feet against the side of Zeran's neck. One was for stability's sake, but the other rubbed small circles against his skin in an apologetic, comforting gesture. Earnestly contrite despite Zeran only looking amused, the little joltik chose to convey her regret by climbing up Zeran's neck---little grippy feet a go---to his ear, so she could gently scratch at his tragus with the pointed mouthparts her fluff hid, to 'kiss it better' if she could. She froze there at Noemi's answer, and muttered softly to herself; a what? You what? her human couldn't comprehend, even if he caught the tone.
To Noemi (and Clarence, and anyone watching) Moriarty offered a shrug, performing the sort of shadow puppetry gengar were so fond of. Still in the shadow, he was effectively towed along as Clarence meandered towards the living room, hesistant to actually settle before anyone else.
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Date: 2021-11-18 01:28 am (UTC)To Noemi (and Clarence, and anyone watching) Moriarty offered a shrug, performing the sort of shadow puppetry gengar were so fond of. Still in the shadow, he was effectively towed along as Clarence meandered towards the living room, hesistant to actually settle before anyone else.