Helians, Angels, and Xants

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Helians, Angels, and Xants
Why did I sign up for this?
(So I got a new phone, and decided to write something new. Not really new just something with my incube oc for once.)
Cas really should pay attention to his assignments. He huffs softly, resting his chin in his clawed hand. His bright orange eyes glance over his “nesting room” as he called it. It was just a room that was incredibly hot and humid. Similar to his home planet’s climate. His tail twitched annoyedly, and he looked in the mirror. His eyes had bags under his eyes, his maroon scales looked dull, and his glasses were askew. “Why do I do this to myself?” He mutters thick Helian accent slurring his words. Not many people can understand them unless they enunciate right. He looks down and lifts his shirt, smooth almost skinlike scales covered his belly. Save for a small slit, all carrier Helians had one. It’s the entrance to a brood pouch, where eggs were carried until they were ready to be laid. It could house live young however, much like any other species could. And that’s what was in there now. He forgot where they were from, only that they made the host sick. He ran a hand through his hair, sighing through his nose as he remembered. “Right… I’d rather be here than there.”
(yeah it’s short, I gotta get used to writing again.)