It's a fairly normal answer, all things considered. Never mind the strangeness of their being, and of their Siblings, and the context. It feels like he asked about their family and got a normal answer.
The tension in him eases somewhat, and he loosens from having his arms braced against the counter to rest his hands in his lap instead.
"Hm. Well, you'll listen to them more often." Mindlessly picking at his clawtips behind the lip of the counter, Lemm is compelled to rack his brain for advice. He doesn't know what he was expecting, because it feels like scraping the bottom of a barrel. "Think of them sometimes," he admits, which is more than he'd like to say about himself but at least it's something.
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The tension in him eases somewhat, and he loosens from having his arms braced against the counter to rest his hands in his lap instead.
"Hm. Well, you'll listen to them more often." Mindlessly picking at his clawtips behind the lip of the counter, Lemm is compelled to rack his brain for advice. He doesn't know what he was expecting, because it feels like scraping the bottom of a barrel. "Think of them sometimes," he admits, which is more than he'd like to say about himself but at least it's something.