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His commentary wasn't well received once again, but it was not a bother to Dirge. The two seemed rather content on trying to have some sort of conversation, especially evident in the way that Saor brushed him off with words. This also was not a particular bother; he got the message loud and clear. She was trying to make a friend.

"Mm, yes, never pay any mind to the brother," he added on somewhere in the background. Less inclined to take a seat himself, his attention turned towards the berries beyond Mouse. "I suppose I'll leave you to it then," he went on to say, setting off past his sister to pause close to Mouse, "carry on. Don't do anything I wouldn't." The latter of which came with a smile, which no doubt would only serve as another jab towards the yearling.

He kept going then, this time slipping into the brush to entertain himself. Or eavesdrop.

i might have him pop up again later, but feel free to pass me along in the order