FOOD GLORIOUS FOOD | o, curious visitor

[purgatory]

[align=center][div style="width:55%;font-family:arial;font-size:8.5pt;text-align:justify;line-height:110%;text-transform:lowercase;word-spacing:0.5px;letter-spacing:-0.5px;color:#5c5c5c"]Cronas didn't care for visitors either, but it has nothing to do with the Typhoon. They weren't joining so having a constant source of information was impossible. It sounds too troublesome to stay in contact with someone they wouldn't be able to speak to if they wanted nor would they be able to observe their behavior due to their absence. Visitors were useless to Cronas and Feliks was no exception. Though, the child could relate to the avian's curiosity. If he was so interested, he should just join and learn about them that way. But it seems he was going to be turned away without a drop of knowledge. Nothing Cronas could do there. Quietly joining the group, Cronas found their place next to Argus as empty blue eyes scanned over the large bird. "Hello, Cronas is Cronas." They introduced themselves first with a polite dip of their head. "Cronas wishes Feliks a safe trip on their way back." They meowed as they took a seat. Though their tone was flat, it was clear they sided with Pincher on the situation as they casually meowed their dismissive farewell.
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