[when she speaks, Angus jerks around, a pronounced frown on his face.]
It's not just a rock!
[his voice is broken, and he drops the pieces with a sigh. There's no way that he can get them back together without some arts and crafts supplies, and that's not available here. He sits back on his heels, swallowing against the sob that threatens to choke him.]
It's how I talk to my friends when they're not at home. [he looks her over, taking in green skin and the serious expression on her face. Dragon born? Maybe.] Who are you?
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It's not just a rock!
[his voice is broken, and he drops the pieces with a sigh. There's no way that he can get them back together without some arts and crafts supplies, and that's not available here. He sits back on his heels, swallowing against the sob that threatens to choke him.]
It's how I talk to my friends when they're not at home. [he looks her over, taking in green skin and the serious expression on her face. Dragon born? Maybe.] Who are you?