Marvus Xoloto is at the door. Marvus fucking Xoloto is at the fucking door. You bristle, baring your fangs at him threateningly from where you stand behind Kuprum. How the fuck did he find you? You were careful, dammit, how the hell--
You falter, sinking your claws into Kuprum's sleeve as you sway on your feet. There was... something. Energy. Not Kuprum's. Marvus? Did he try to do something to you? You'd tried to devour it before you really registered what you were doing, and now it's like the whole world's gone hazy, the conversation taking place directly in front of you suddenly miles away. It feels like your mind's been wrapped in cotton candy.
You don't know what they're saying and you don't care. You laugh, pressing your face into Kuprum's shoulder and clinging to him tightly, only partially because you feel like you're about to fall over. You like him so much. He's your favorite troll, even though he sucks. You want him to stay with you forever.
Articulating it all is too much for you right now, but it's fine. Everything's fine. Marvus is fine. You feel f i n e











