@arcanaem ( fcg ! )
“little robit,” laudna says, gesturing to fresh cut grass with a spindly wave of her fingers. she crouches, more fitting to be at their level as opposed to towering above. she smiles, a genuine gesture in spite of the way her mouth seems to crack at the seams and pull a little too wide. “do you eat bones?” her eyes are wide, curious. “it isn’t metal. no copper. but the nutritional value of bones is surely something you could ... obtain by chewing away at them.” her gaze doesn’t waver from fresh cut grass, but her mouth moves, and her voice sounds muffled. “ehhh, just wonderin’ if you’re gonna eat me!”
laudna laughs, patting pâté at her side.
“yes, pâté is just curious, but by no means is being rude about it!”
“speak for yourself, laudna.”
“do be quiet, pâté, letters wants to speak.”