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HELLO

"You've reached Elysium! Lost? Need an ear? I'm your guy! I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

GOODBYE

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inventory bc i don't know where else to put this:

cursed chihuahua papers

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[Oh he's so enamored with the softness... CUTE... Ruffles more and then pets him.]

Haha, well said, well said. I guess the both of us will have to prepare in that case, huh?

[THEY ARE SO CAGEY but it's fine...]

And along those lines! I hope you know I have a lot of questions about what happened! But since you look like you could use a rest, I can ask them later, as long as you promise not to try running again, okay?

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Uh huh. That's my madre.

[ Dahut is unlocking so many cursed nicknames, okay. But he's right… sleep has been a struggle… and the petting is actually rather comforting, and so is this positioning now that he's practically laid horizontal. Falls asleep like this.

He's lucky that bird people canonically weigh less than average, so having a grown man using him as a pillow could be worse. Assumes they have lives to get to after this nap is over and Elysium promises to get back to him after he gets a few more days to collect his thoughts.

leaves something in your inbox as a follow-up yippee ]

[artificialsweetener]

[HE REALLY IS COLLECTING SUCH FUNNY NICKNAMES. It's fine... He will just let sweet Elysium take a lil restful nap, petting his hair and vibing with this lighter-than-average birdman snoozing away. NO ESCAPE LATER THOUGH.]