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Date Posted: 00:40:37 12/20/03 Sat
Author: Zrego
Subject: ...
In reply to: Atumi 's message, "A-hem." on 10:46:56 12/18/03 Thu

For the first time, midnight eyes show neither fear nor hesitation when they turn to meet Atumi's own teal gaze, only respect. They hold their position for a moment, locked on Atumi's face, silence prevailing over both mind and voice.

Then, finally, a deep nod of the head, the muzzle dipping for nearly a minute before rising once again, the eyes taking their former position. However, they are now entirely emotionless, albeit a fierce glow of something undetermined from within.

Zrego's body goes through a sort of rolling motion as muscles are relaxed.

"Understood."

He would honour Atumi's defence of his... relations... And knowing full well that argument would do no good, did not push the point further. Doubtless Atumi already recognized the exceedingly similar scent between the distant femme and the striped youth that stood before him, and chose to let her stay for some reason beyond his own adolescent comprehension. And so she would stay, and Zrego would be "happy" about it...

Happy for she who had likely been one of the demons who had made his first years of existance a long memory of living btsa.

The midnight gaze dropped, then rose again, now holding only the honest yearning for knowledge.

Case closed. It was time to go back to lessons.

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