*waddles away until the very next day*
The Twelfth Architect crouched, their legs bending, and then their upper body leaned down to examine the bugaboo closely. "A... bu-bu-bugaboo, you say?" The Twelfth Architect then took gentle hold of their miniature duplicate, grabbing as if they were something precious and fragile, frail and yet of incalculable value. They gently lifted them up, and set them on their desk. "This is... Fascinating. I thank you dearly for this gift. Is this p-p-p-part of the 'Snow Moon Festival' I have heard about, or is it sep-sep-separate?"
They gazed at the bugaboo. The bugaboo gazed back. "I... Know not what to call you. How about... The Twelfth-And-A-Half Architect? That way, your n-n-n-number-designation does not interrupt the line."
The bugaboo simply nodded.
"... I must study this thoroughly as soon as possible," The Twelfth Architect whispered. "There is much to be lear-lear-learned."
(10/20 asks left in the Young Architect period. The blessing is halfway over)
(OOC: OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH! I never, ever expected to get this from you! I've been following your blog for months, and receiving this gift, it's... I don't think I have words to express my gratitude? Or how I feel right now? Thank you so, so much)
(And now the Twelfth Architect has a miniature Twelfth Architect on their desk that can be interacted with, I guess, hahaha)