Cassiopeia's View Fairwell Bucharest

He speaks! Krypton could feel her body jiggle in somewhat, excitement. She hid herself for a bit, contemplating whether or not she wished to speak to the stranger. She opened her jaw, testing her tongue movement before exposing herself once more. She stepped out a bit, her neck extended and head tilted. One step forward, a small baby step back.

She took another forward, swallowing dryly. His voice was blunt in his question, Krypton had to keep herself cool before answering. "Krypton" she responded quietly, almost losing her voice. She looked over to him with glassy eyes, not as wide but still open. "Are you-" she said, not finishing her statement. "In need of somewhere to... to uh, stay?" she asked, almost afraid to hear his answer. STM was in need of members, and if this one wanted to stay, she would be more than happy to bring him home with her.