Noctisardor Bypass Um, do you wanna go to Heaven? 'Cause it's, like, ten bucks to get in.

It'd be nice to hang out with him again. The only problem was Warlock was just as awful at talking as before, and he was suddenly wishing he hadn't said anything at all and they could just have just hung out and enjoyed it all and he wouldn't have gone and run his mouth and now probably seemed like a total fool.

Warlock. Which still to him sounded the equivalent of putting a kid in an adult's suit, probably quite visible even from his expression. And how quickly he jumped topics because he wasn't sure how to explain or what he thought of it still. But it was his name, so he'd just deal. Eventually it'd make more sense. He'd hopped suddenly to his feet, speaking quickly, C'mon, do we wanna give those rabbits another go? He took a couple steps, wagging his tail. It was about all he could think of to prevent that whole nosedive.