“Capanda was just minding own business when he smelled a familiar smell. Smelled like someone that used to teach Capanda things about life and morals... Or maybe it was something nommy in the kitchen....”
*Capanda ponders the situation, licking his lips at the thought of something nommy... Or the person. Can’t tell*
“The fiery miqo’te came dragging hyper miqo’te into medbay. Days later, everyone came to check on him. Fiery miqo’te put some fluffy cream on old person’s hand and woke him up...”
“Capanda hid. Didn’t want cream on fur. Wasn’t the good nommy kind in kitchen.”
“Hyper miqo’te awoke and seemed abnormal. Too abnormal. Like eating a slice of cake and not enjoying it abnormal... Explained situation to rest of group, how was looking for more information on father. From self. Sounded unsure and sure at the same time, but conflicted in meeting old friends.”
“Tried to leave only to go splat on ground. Must’ve not had breakfast.”
“Friends managed to convince him to stay for now... Must have been medical pancakes that Roger brought for him. Must have several helpings of those to heal completely, he said. Capanda believes this medical diagnosis... Must flop on ground sometime near Roger.”