Shrieky feels a little thrill of happiness at seeing someone so obviously impressed by Manticore. He folds his arms across his stomach, grinning widely, "Isn't he wonderful? I wish he could stay."
If a manticore could preen, then that was exactly what Manticore was doing. Content with the flattery he's been paid, he lies down in front of Sebastian. Permission to stroke without getting bitten has been granted.
Shrieky follows along with the noises, taking a little longer to figure out how to make the gulp intonations than he would most noises. Once they've gone through Sebastian's roster, he puts his fingers to his lips thoughtfully.
"You're a wizard then? Have you known a lot of Mermaids?" He paused for a beat, then added, "Do you often need to tell them not to eat you?"
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If a manticore could preen, then that was exactly what Manticore was doing. Content with the flattery he's been paid, he lies down in front of Sebastian. Permission to stroke without getting bitten has been granted.
Shrieky follows along with the noises, taking a little longer to figure out how to make the gulp intonations than he would most noises. Once they've gone through Sebastian's roster, he puts his fingers to his lips thoughtfully.
"You're a wizard then? Have you known a lot of Mermaids?" He paused for a beat, then added, "Do you often need to tell them not to eat you?"