Still grinning, Phalanx glances from the squid to the girl, and back again.
"Cute? Cute, cute..." Sort of aimless and sing-song about it. They flick the string up and down like one would with the reins of a horse, but the squid ignores it. "Cute, and in the air, and many arms."
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"Cute? Cute, cute..." Sort of aimless and sing-song about it. They flick the string up and down like one would with the reins of a horse, but the squid ignores it. "Cute, and in the air, and many arms."