But, oh. Okay. The subject has moved on already. Hopefully she won't be too much on the look-out for Armin jump-scaring her because, well, he really, really has no intention of doing any such thing.
"Ah, this is Gus." Now that it looks like his trainer won't be dying of any sort of heart attack (small pity, Gus would've loved to watch his corpse rot away into nothingness), Gus has relaxed too. His spindly thin fingers are still wrapped around Armin's wrist, but it is looser now. Less concerned. When Marceline crouches in front of him, he tips up his cap to look at her, raising his other hand to wave his long thin fingers at her. Silently. Completely, utterly silently. "He's my Shiinotic."
A pause.
"You really think he is cute? Not that I am doubting your words exactly! It's just that... most people don't react to Gus that way."
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But, oh. Okay. The subject has moved on already. Hopefully she won't be too much on the look-out for Armin jump-scaring her because, well, he really, really has no intention of doing any such thing.
"Ah, this is Gus." Now that it looks like his trainer won't be dying of any sort of heart attack (small pity, Gus would've loved to watch his corpse rot away into nothingness), Gus has relaxed too. His spindly thin fingers are still wrapped around Armin's wrist, but it is looser now. Less concerned. When Marceline crouches in front of him, he tips up his cap to look at her, raising his other hand to wave his long thin fingers at her. Silently. Completely, utterly silently. "He's my Shiinotic."
A pause.
"You really think he is cute? Not that I am doubting your words exactly! It's just that... most people don't react to Gus that way."