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While he was kind of happy to finally spot her he was not so thrilled about the egg that was between her jaw. Burnt orange eyes watched keenly as she deposited it into the ice. Surely to keep it nice so it wouldn't go rotten. But why?

His focused shifted from the egg as she finally managed to talk. Hello. He murmured back in a deep but gentle voice. I figured I 'ought to finally meet you. Properly. A small smile trying to fit on his stoic face. And just so there's no misunderstandings, I promise I haven't been avoiding you. They simply had kept themselves busy with their own tasks.