[Cyclonus's expression slowly settles into a deep frown, though he tamps down on the sudden spike of aggression that tempts him to flick Surely from her perch. Not helpful Dead Universe poisoning.
Instead he moves to flick the cooking eggs away. Act quickly if you don't want to lose this metal-cooked meal, Surely.]
And just what in your soft little mind made it seem like it would be a good idea to do so on me?
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Instead he moves to flick the cooking eggs away. Act quickly if you don't want to lose this metal-cooked meal, Surely.]
And just what in your soft little mind made it seem like it would be a good idea to do so on me?