[Quiet words, like he's dreaming. That's what it feels like, at least. His fingers brush more over the feathers as the chicken just accepts it, and he selfishly takes the enjoyment of that for a few seconds longer before he pulls his hand back.]
Sorry for calling you over like that. [He says it so out of nowhere, even if his volume hasn't really changed. He's still just looking at the chicken, though.] I don't know what I was thinking.
[Well, obviously the problem wasn't giving Dextera his little present.]
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[Quiet words, like he's dreaming. That's what it feels like, at least. His fingers brush more over the feathers as the chicken just accepts it, and he selfishly takes the enjoyment of that for a few seconds longer before he pulls his hand back.]
Sorry for calling you over like that. [He says it so out of nowhere, even if his volume hasn't really changed. He's still just looking at the chicken, though.] I don't know what I was thinking.
[Well, obviously the problem wasn't giving Dextera his little present.]