((Royal Yalman)) ❝that was possibly the weirdest thing i've ever seen.❞
o | Accepting
Natori waits a full twenty seconds before responding, picking a feather or two off his sleeves and then flapping said sleeves at the still faintly smoldering bits of rubber now attached to the surface before him– all that remains of what was once a toy turkey meant for entertaining. Though his movements must come across as quite calm and slow, there’s an unmistakable Frizz to his fur; his ears are flat against his head.
“…I… apologize, I don’t believe the explosion was a scheduled part of the exhibition–”













