[ That man named his Espurr 'Breakfast' and looked about as vacant as a Motel 8 from the early 80s that hadn't changed since. A professor. That guy. Is she sure they're talking about the same guy? Well. He was nice enough to her, at least, that she doesn't really dwell on it.

The Snom gives a delighted cooing noise as he's pet, eyes closed and nuzzling up into those fingers. ] He is! Right? I wasn't expecting it either but I guess he is a worm-bug-thing. It makes sense.

Just, y'know, mind the ice spikes. Those things are also a lot sharper than they look.