Dragoncrest Cliffs party down with vigor and candor

val was so preoccupied with his operatic singing, he didn't even know he had haunt's company until she woofed behind him.

the boy jumped, turning around in surprise that quickly faded away to a warm smile. "oh, hi." val chirped, turning his attention back to the stone-ribbed walls, which still housed in their divots the fading echoes of his voice.

val didn't actually know haunt beyond a passing glance, so he was suddenly very preoccupied with his appearance in front of her. he thought of how alyx made him feel - it wasn't quite the same, but he was possessed with this boyish determination to impress haunt all the same. "watch this." val instructed, before he bounded forward and threw his voice down the hall like a spear: "BUNGAAABUNGABUNGABUNGGGAAABGGRRLGBLRBRRRRRLLLL."

what came back was a series of distorted gargles and shrieks, all of which val received with a wide grin brightening his dark muzzle.