Zephyr very excitedly scoots toward Remiel with a cheery expression, gesturing for her to come closer. They glance both ways, as if trying to see if anyone was nearby, and whisper to her to the best of their ability- which, granted, is not very good. "DOES THIS MEAN YOU LIKE KRILL??"
Remiel: I- I- I mean yes? Oh dear-
I- mmrrmrm...


















