O-Oh, I — ah … [ There's a hint of a squeak to their otherwise soft, melodic voice. C-1 ducks their head, daring a brief, sidelong look at the stranger. With their shoulders and clipped wings hunched, ears pinned, and tail tucking nervously around their ankles, they look smaller than ever. ] That is … correct, I think. I am. Rather … rather lost, and I cannot find my master.
[ What's the protocol for this? They're so rarely out on their own, least of all somewhere new and loud and crowded. ]
no subject
To them?
… Talking to them? ]
O-Oh, I — ah … [ There's a hint of a squeak to their otherwise soft, melodic voice. C-1 ducks their head, daring a brief, sidelong look at the stranger. With their shoulders and clipped wings hunched, ears pinned, and tail tucking nervously around their ankles, they look smaller than ever. ] That is … correct, I think. I am. Rather … rather lost, and I cannot find my master.
[ What's the protocol for this? They're so rarely out on their own, least of all somewhere new and loud and crowded. ]