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Although Celeste's sentiment on Maple was similar to his own (albeit perhaps a bit harsher), Nip decided that it wasn't a direction he wanted to pursue at the moment. "She also claimed that her group was attacked when they arrived here, not long before we arrived ourselves." He paused, trying to...

Nip let out a quiet hum while he decided where to start his explanation. "After Celeste and I picked out this room, I went to Chip's home because, uh. Becaus the badge thing said to come. Cynthian and um, the litten and the deino, Starr and Cuicatl, I think? They all showed up. Maple and Soda...

While they talked, Nip slipped past Cabot and circled his straw bed once before plopping sow, fur brushing comfortably against the plant matter. "Have you two heard about what happened in Chip's... Home yet? With the remains from that machine, and with Maple?"

"Yeah I. I mean it." And he really did. It wasn't like he didn't understand. But accepting an apology and moving on like nothing happened were two different things. "I just. Need some time." It was vague, but hopefully it would be enough that they could drop the subject and talk about more...

An actual, genuine apology? That was... new. Nip was quiet while Cabot spoke, his expression unreadable. He continued to be silent after Cabot finished creating an awkward air until he finally averted his gaze and took a deep breath. "It's... It's fine. Really. I get it I mean. Owen of all mon...

Cabot. Assigned. Here. To him- to his room. Nip did his best to repress the bubbling memories and forced a smile. "I. See. It's.... Good to have you here?" No. Stop being uncertain. Uncertainty is frowned upon. "Just... Uh. Make yourself at home?"

Even if he wasn't keen on having around Destiny Village, Nip wasn't exactly keen on sleeping under a bush in the woods. He'd had enough nights of sleeping rough to last a lifetime. As he arrived at his room, though, he was met with a familiar cranidos standing in the entryway. His ear and...