@undertheirwings Blue to blue
*Oh hey that is some pretty good news, glad you got most of it sorted out, I’m sure Ceri would be delighted to hear about this later!
The blue addison says, popping open a note window to scribble a note in chicken scratch with his finger for his friend to read, closing it.
*You can call me Roy, simplified with Royal haha, the squad group I’m in primarily go by the names of their colors, pretty different from the rest of the other addisons huh?
He grins, pulling a chair off the table for the other to sit, taking another down for himself.
*Have a seat, I’ll fix you up some hot chocolate. Say, couldn’t help but notice that you dress similarly to Spamton, any reason for that Berdly?
Roy asks, pointing to his own eyes like he’s gesturing to those glasses, as he heads behind the counter to fix up two cups of hot cocoa.
“A pleasure to meet you, Roy, and I’m thankful you’re passing the message along!” Berdly declares with a bright smile, some of his feathers fluffing up happily. “Why, that is quite the interesting fact!”
As he slides into the chair and settles right down, he blinks for a moment as his attire is pointed out. Ah, right. He’d almost forgotten Roy was new and had not yet become familiar with the whole circumstance. He clears his throat and adjusts the glasses, locking his gaze on the blue addison.
SO [Blues Clues] REMEMBERS HOW I DRESS, EH? HE’S ABOUT TO GET THE [Shock And Horror] OF HIS LIFE, ISN’T HE, BLUEBIRD?
Berdly huffs lightly and shakes his head with a light smile, before he begins to explain, “There is indeed a reason for that, my fellow cerulean friend! You could say that, at present, I’m literally wearing him.” He taps the Dealmakers and gives the Puppet Scarf a light tug. “For you see, his SOUL is presently bolstering my own! At first, it was a matter of survival. He was keeping me alive. And now, he’s assisting in the healing process, as my SOUL recovers from the strain of the icy curse it had sustained!”