The REAL Kirby is here, and he's got... A stack of papers? He's spotted Trident first, so he runs up to her. "Triiiii!" He knows he's little, so he yells to get her attention. "Can you help me give these out to people?" He hands her the papers, which turn out to be individual drawings of all the meta-knights! The picture of Trident is on the top of the stack, and they're all signed with pink crayon and a heart.
{☾} ❝…❞
Keep it together, Trident. You are an apex predator on your home world, and an alpha member of your species’s hierarchy of strength at that. Remember your instincts. Do not tear up because a baby handed you the cutest damn drawing you’ve ever seen. Do not do it. DO NOT– Too late, the first very quiet sniffle has escaped her (which looks a little odd, since she has gills). She takes her drawing, admires it wordlessly, then bursts into the largest, toothiest grin her kind is capable of without looking intimidating.
❝Absolutely, kid. Y’know, you’re a heck of an artist. You could make bank sellin’ your work on this ship.❞ She reaches down and picks him up, plopping him down on her shoulder. ❝We’ll go to the control bridge first, since I know at least Javelin is on shift right now.❞
