Adamhuarts
Mew specialist
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Cynthian's flowers bristled, but he stood still in wait for what was about to come next.
"I really hope it's not a hostile foe..." he muttered.
"I really hope it's not a hostile foe..." he muttered.

Zane couldn't help but notice the ignored attempt at conversation. It's not like being nice would literally kill him, at least. She was quadrupedal, though, and short. How did greeting those types work again?"We don't know each other, do we?"
Brisa put out a paw and shook the proffered claw firmly."I don't think we do. My name's Zane."
Brisa noticed the consternation in various faces as Diyem spoke. Her ears flattened as she tried not to wince at hearing a voice inside her head. It was fine. It wasn't... what she was used to.Hello. Hello. Are you there? Mrm… Yes. I believe I’ve found you. Hello. This is Diyem. [...]
Someone is coming and they are incredibly powerful. [...] Act natural.
Zane flinched, the already scathing memory at least bringing him back to Earth. "I—yeah. Don't worry about that. Spur of the moment kind of-I wouldn't." There was a second sentence to reply to. He forgot the second sentence. "Right, you, too." He prayed that response would work."Don't go picking me up like you did that poochyena fellow. I hope we can work well together, Zane."
He sauntered aggressively up to the newcomer and crossed his arms. "Who are you? Why are you here?" he interrogated.