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his pointing out of the obvious was met with an unsurprising response from kiwi whose pointed tone seemed to be saying 'no shit captain obvious'. silkie's smile at her is sheepish but unapologetic. he likes naps and his favorite defense is that naps were important to a growing boy's ...growing. his defense was ready, lingering on the tip of his tongue, but kiwi didn't seem overly concerned and, in fact, was bouncing away from him crowing les go. taking charge. which was great. it really was. nomi and mom were raising strong, independent women in bat and kiwi. he isn't perturbed by her bossing him around encouragement. but he does look back wistfully at the place he'd flopped down in to nap with longing. man, he really wanted that nap.

he sighs longingly and follows after kiwi, unable to hide his snicker when he sees her turn around to make sure he's following. he is. mostly because he's fairly certain she would end up getting her way anyway and he isn't feeling overly confident about his ability to find some crevice in hougeda's tunnels to hide in to nap ( or to get out of said crevice even if he found one ). yet, when she mentions the word 'hunt' he immediately perks up. it's like magic in how abruptly it activates his sudden motivation into hyperdrive. naps? who needs naps? naps are for babies. silkie took a moment to admire kiwi because damn she was good. or maybe he was just that easy to read ( it was hard for him to tell ). "what're we gonna hunt?" silkie inquires eagerly as he aims to fall in step with his sister.