Oct 5, 2020
Minimus peeks in to check on his lover and notices something is off about him. Squinting some, he saunters over to him and gives him a questionable look, "You're looking rather festive. I'm guessing you're preparing for the Halloween season as well?"
Pharma looks up at him, looking quite lethargic. Something wasn’t right, as his forehelm’s biolight was shattered and his optics were just little dots in a sea of black. “Mm-mm,” he shakes his helm. “More like forced,” he mumbles with his fangs.