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He wasn't watching her for long after extending that invitation, so whatever feelings played out across her system or were betrayed by her curious face, Renoir was oblivious. His ears flicked when he heard her accept, and then as she sauntered closer, he finally dipped his head, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. While he wasn't sure about this stranger, he had been taught to put aside his anger, especially around women, and so their little spat from before was briefly forgotten.

I am da same, he cooed softly, his chin bouncing a bit in the dark. Renoir diverted his attention back up to the sky as he added, but maybe we learn togeda? Dey have names to some, but mwen does not know dem. He was suggesting in a roundabout way that they make up some constellations themselves, but couldn't quite wrap his tongue around the words.