"It won't hurt them," the Prin signs vaguely, sitting back.
Pepper immediately plops down to sit on Quirrel's palm and starts tracing around his eye. With their paws. And their snoot. Whatever that accomplishes is known only to them.
Za lightly swings the head-scarf behind Cinna's head. They try to grab it without letting go of the finger they're chewing, which fails utterly. They don't care about it, and it vanises soon after.
Powder puts a palm against Quirrel's mask too, but peers upward, obviously already thinking about climbing higher. "Antennae," they pull back to say, pointing to their own that fluff out to look like a trio of such at the roots, and then to his significantly smaller and more average set.
The rest are watching with heavy interest. Burnet leans forward enough that they tip over, clinging to Za's knee-joint upside-down now. Ghost lifts their leg and wiggles it softly, watching their wings flutter indignantly, a common game. Quickly distracted, the others start to find places to hold onto.
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Date: 2023-06-21 01:58 am (UTC)Pepper immediately plops down to sit on Quirrel's palm and starts tracing around his eye. With their paws. And their snoot. Whatever that accomplishes is known only to them.
Za lightly swings the head-scarf behind Cinna's head. They try to grab it without letting go of the finger they're chewing, which fails utterly. They don't care about it, and it vanises soon after.
Powder puts a palm against Quirrel's mask too, but peers upward, obviously already thinking about climbing higher. "Antennae," they pull back to say, pointing to their own that fluff out to look like a trio of such at the roots, and then to his significantly smaller and more average set.
The rest are watching with heavy interest. Burnet leans forward enough that they tip over, clinging to Za's knee-joint upside-down now. Ghost lifts their leg and wiggles it softly, watching their wings flutter indignantly, a common game. Quickly distracted, the others start to find places to hold onto.