[...Well, all of that is...new? One of those dark tendrils will reach out after a moment, though, like it's been deliberating whether or not it should actually humor any of this - but eventually it seems that either curiosity or the promise of food is going to win the day and it'll take the piece of orange that it's being offered.
...Said piece of orange just kind of disappears into the mass of shadows there instead of appearing to be properly eaten, but it's not like it...won't accept it, from the look of it. This is fine? It apparently considers this fine.]
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...Said piece of orange just kind of disappears into the mass of shadows there instead of appearing to be properly eaten, but it's not like it...won't accept it, from the look of it. This is fine? It apparently considers this fine.]