07-22-2018, 08:51 PM
Hearing that voice made the half dead pixie bob walk over with both of his ears angled forward, he could feel his smile growing wide noticing who it was. Guitarstrings. He hadn't seen the skeleton in a while and well, he was happy to see some kind of familiar face and at the Spanish he couldn't help but snort. He finally came to a stop not being anywhere near his clanmates as his gaseous tail would wiggle a bit to the sides and he would feel his eyes glowing with a form of happiness, he wasn't able to blink them much but that didn't seem to matter as he finally greeted "Hey there, chamaco." He would take a seat making sure that the bandages around his ribs were tightened as the half dead demon would tilt his cranium to the side with a grin still present on his face, hopefully, his trademark eggplant pelt would be enough to remind Guitar of who he was.