[ Oh, woof, hearing that gives him a visible pause. ]
That— that hardly changes anything! [ He stammers out, a near automatic response. Yzak doesn't exactly mean to liken something as truly insignificant as this to ... war crimes. But it's the phrasing that causes it - didn't mean to, aiming for one thing, assuming it was another - things he's heard before and had to dismiss because as he said, intent changes nothing in the end.
But after a moment of quick mental gymnastics, his tight expression gives as he tries to forcefully logic himself out of that line of thinking. Because it's not the same! He knows it! And yet, the mind could not help but go there anyway. How ridiculous. And all because of this ... mouse squirrel whatever thing.
He lets out a small grumble. ]
You're right - I get it! If you're fine, and it's fine, [ A quick nod down to the scared bundle of fluff in Blue's arms. ] then it's fine.
You gave each other quite a scare... [and while Yzak is trying to reconfigure the act of accidentally swatting his partner away from mass crimes against the Geneva Conventions, the little mouse's tiny, magical life just flashed before its eyes and ended in prospects of teeth and suffering.
Blue just has to keep poise to calm these wild tides, doesn't he.]
Let me settle this creature in another room to calm itself for a while; we can try a reintroduction later, yes?
[ While Blue does that, Yzak makes his way over to the couch, sets himself dramatically down on it with a poomf, the image of sulk sans the crossed arms since. Well.
He's Yzak. He gets troubled about the silliest things.
... at least this means the little weeping mouse doesn't have rabies.
His eyes fall on Blue when he speaks again. He's still got on a little frown, but otherwise his expression has softened some. He's trying. ]
So you found that thing after the trial? A reward? Since those creatures are native to your universe.
It's a pet, then? You're going to keep it? Him? Her?
[ No memories... There's always something fucky with memories going on, isn't there? He sure hates that. ]
I don't know. [ A beat, and Yzak lets out a little scoff when Blue brings up potential. ] Unless this Fox thinks part of yours could be nurturement. Some say that pets aren't too different from children when it comes to caring for them.
[ Blue is getting a LOOK back. ] What's with that face?
When they're small they rely entirely on you. You've got to feed them, give them attention, teach them things. Some people put leashes on their kids. Of course, the kids grow and learn to speak while you've got to keep most of that up with a pet.
N-now that look is even worse! [ He says quickly. ]
It's a thing! When kids are in that stage where they can move around but aren't entirely keen on listening to warning or completely aware of danger. I've seen plenty of people resort to that so a kid doesn't manage to dart off a staircase or straight into a lake or some shit!
My... [he can't help the smile, sorry Yzak. this is so weird to hear.] Taking care of children when you don't have psionics... It seems quite troublesome.
Because they're unpredictable in an entirely different way than an adult can be.
Is it really that much easier for someone like you? I know you can pick up thoughts and intent, obviously. But a kid's can change so quickly, sometimes.
Of course, but... I can't recall a time we've been compelled to restrain them in such a way. Understanding the source of their distress from inside, without words...it helps us solve problems without such...dramatic methods.
[sir, you were the one who brought up children in the first place. Blue's mouth twitches, but his expression sobers to just soft contentment easily enough.]
Then...if it's a question of whether or not you will need a leash, I would say no; I can sense the creature's thoughts well enough to help guide it out of trouble when I detect it. [though he can't speak to those times when his psionics blip.]
[ Because they're just like pets! Clearly! And need leashes sometimes! And Blue made the face at him first when he absolutely accurately compared the two!! ]
Well, if it's going to stay then it's going to need things. What do people get for pets aside from food... Toys? A bed? A litter box? —this thing better know how to use one of those unless it goes outside, too!
[Blue brings a hand to his chin.] So far, it's been content to nibble on some of the mixed nuts we have here, though I do remember Jomy feeding his mouse some of the berries we could synthesize on Shangri-La... If the creature here operates based on what I remember, that must be how it works.
Those should be easy enough to get from the markets here.
And you, [ Yzak gives him a curious look. ] you want to keep it around, right? You didn't exactly get to pick and choose your own prize from completing those weird ass trials.
It would feel wrong to abandon it right now; it seems keen to be near me, as well. [even now, he can hear the creature's uncertain thoughts calling, wondering where he is.] It may very well have been made specifically for me, so there might be a risk of retaliation for...snubbing a gift, so to speak.
Hmmh, at least it has good taste, in that regard. [ Because it isn't the only thing keen to be near Blue! Just don't get in his way, fluffy little rodent. ]
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That— that hardly changes anything! [ He stammers out, a near automatic response. Yzak doesn't exactly mean to liken something as truly insignificant as this to ... war crimes. But it's the phrasing that causes it - didn't mean to, aiming for one thing, assuming it was another - things he's heard before and had to dismiss because as he said, intent changes nothing in the end.
But after a moment of quick mental gymnastics, his tight expression gives as he tries to forcefully logic himself out of that line of thinking. Because it's not the same! He knows it! And yet, the mind could not help but go there anyway. How ridiculous. And all because of this ... mouse squirrel whatever thing.
He lets out a small grumble. ]
You're right - I get it! If you're fine, and it's fine, [ A quick nod down to the scared bundle of fluff in Blue's arms. ] then it's fine.
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You gave each other quite a scare... [and while Yzak is trying to reconfigure the act of accidentally swatting his partner away from mass crimes against the Geneva Conventions, the little mouse's tiny, magical life just flashed before its eyes and ended in prospects of teeth and suffering.
Blue just has to keep poise to calm these wild tides, doesn't he.]
Let me settle this creature in another room to calm itself for a while; we can try a reintroduction later, yes?
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Yzak looks at the shaking little mouse, and then nods. ] I guess it's good that we opted for a place with extra room.
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he returns, still wearing that wan smile.]
I'm sure it will be alright. Please don't trouble yourself too long with what happened; you were both responding naturally.
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He's Yzak. He gets troubled about the silliest things.
... at least this means the little weeping mouse doesn't have rabies.
His eyes fall on Blue when he speaks again. He's still got on a little frown, but otherwise his expression has softened some. He's trying. ]
So you found that thing after the trial? A reward? Since those creatures are native to your universe.
It's a pet, then? You're going to keep it? Him? Her?
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[his brow creases as he considers it.] How is this...tied to reaching my full potential, though...?
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I don't know. [ A beat, and Yzak lets out a little scoff when Blue brings up potential. ] Unless this Fox thinks part of yours could be nurturement. Some say that pets aren't too different from children when it comes to caring for them.
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Is...that what you think? [tell me, Yzak. do you interact with little kids like they're little animals. huh. HUH.]
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When they're small they rely entirely on you. You've got to feed them, give them attention, teach them things. Some people put leashes on their kids. Of course, the kids grow and learn to speak while you've got to keep most of that up with a pet.
Not that I've had either.
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It's a thing! When kids are in that stage where they can move around but aren't entirely keen on listening to warning or completely aware of danger. I've seen plenty of people resort to that so a kid doesn't manage to dart off a staircase or straight into a lake or some shit!
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Is it really that much easier for someone like you? I know you can pick up thoughts and intent, obviously. But a kid's can change so quickly, sometimes.
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That being said, no toddler would be able to outsmart or outrun me! So I wouldn't need one of those things!
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I'd be wary of making such absolute statements, Yzak; there will be many forces at play to undermine you for such hubris.
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(something will absolutely come up down the line to make him eat those words)
The fist eases, though, and Yzak shakes his head. ]
Anyway, we're not even talking about children here! This is about pets!
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Then...if it's a question of whether or not you will need a leash, I would say no; I can sense the creature's thoughts well enough to help guide it out of trouble when I detect it. [though he can't speak to those times when his psionics blip.]
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Well, if it's going to stay then it's going to need things. What do people get for pets aside from food... Toys? A bed? A litter box? —this thing better know how to use one of those unless it goes outside, too!
What do they even eat?
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Those should be easy enough to get from the markets here.
And you, [ Yzak gives him a curious look. ] you want to keep it around, right? You didn't exactly get to pick and choose your own prize from completing those weird ass trials.
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I think it is wiser to keep it near.
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Just don't get in his way, fluffy little rodent.]Are you going to give it a name?
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[ Do animals name themselves...? ]
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