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“𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎, 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚖. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙴𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚛-“
It is most impressive.
[Argall giggled some more as he watches Oliver pull off more tricks.]
Your antennas are very impressive, so unique. I do not know why you’re self conscious about them, they’re very pretty. Like mother’s.
[Argall’s eyes widen in awe as he watches Oliver move his antennas.]
Woah..
[As soon as Oliver places the bowl on his antennas to hold, the unexpected happened. Argall snorted, cupping his mouth to hide his smile.]
Hm, a demonstration would be nice.
[Argall smiled, talking to Oliver like this without being harmed and learning more about the planet? It was nice.]
[It reminds him of the time he spent on his home planet with his mom before he discovered his powers. A part of him misses it.]
[Argall tenses at Oliver’s antenna moving to touch his head, it felt strangely comforting to him.]
Yes, it is strange I don’t have more of my mother’s traits.
[He breaks into a smile at the antenna still tapping his head.]
How do you control them like that?
Well, eventually it will come to that. But, maybe not? Maybe you too will just be similar with strength.
[He tried his best to reassure Oliver, albeit very terribly.]
Although it still is viltrumite tradition to spar each other. Nobody really is the same.
[Argall blinks at Oliver bringing up how he also isn’t as strong as Markus or his father. Coming to the realization that maybe it’s their thraxan genre making them this way.]
It’s..nothing out the ordinary. I know first hand what you mean. I don’t look like any of the other +
[Argall smiles slightly at Oliver offering to teach him how to bake. It probably wouldn’t be useful in viltrum.]
That sounds really nice, I’d love to learn how to bake with you.
[He blinks at Oliver praising him for his strength.]
They enjoy it..right.
[Argall stares at the wrapper in thought.]
That’s..good you can provide something like this and make everyone happy.
These mundane tasks, they seem useless but they’re actually very essential. With sustance and entertainment.
[Argall examined his cupcake as Olivier described his process of baking. Nodding along intrigued at the process.]
That seems..very time consuming. And you have fun? With this process?
[He asked, tilting his head at him.]
Well, it hasn’t harmed me yet anyway.
[Argall smiled as he grabbed another cupcake and takes a bite, this time eating faster than the first one.]
How did you make these? They’re very..sweet like you said?
[He says with his mouth full.]
[Argall blinks at the empty wrapper, looking down shyly.]
I..suppose I was hungrier than I thought.
[He trails off, feeling bad for eating so fast.
It tasted really good, I didn’t have to get a bruise from it..
Hm, well..it doesn’t look that threatening.
[Argall reaches over to grab a chocolate cupcake, examining it for a moment before he takes a bite.]
Mm? Oh! This is..very good.
[He smiles, his eyes lighting up as he takes another bite and another. All the way down to the wrapper.]
Ah, I’m referring to the talking head. He reminds me of animal, with how he does nothing but talk and make her life difficult.
[He points out as he presses a few buttons and pulls off a combo.]
Ah, magic? That’s ludicrous
[He asked, but he was very invested in the story.]
So, she wears these..impractical outfits just because they’re..cute and pretty?
[He asked in confusion as he looks through the outfits, tilting his head at the her comments.]
I suppose she likes these strange outfits, and her pet seems to agree too.