GREET ME WITH A HUG / wormwood

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i heard you were looking like the moon — tags

As the male agreed, Roy felt his tail raise slightly in a small excitement. He lifts himself back into a standing position, trailing close behind the canine as his ears twitch quietly towards his words. It's got all the people in it...Yes, that's right. It was a bit overwhelming. Hopefully Wormwood would not try to make him speak to a large group of folks right now. He'd like to make friends, but bringing so much attention to himself...he doesn't like that idea. Not right now, at least. He would much rather get to know his surroundings first. See the town. Familiarize himself with the faces. Then he can talk. That would be better, he thinks.

Butterflies are surely floating about his stomach now.

However, fortunately, it seems that he does not intend to do that...at least, not right away. Instead, he gets to see a building that quickly gathers his interests. The library. "You have lots of books?" he questions quietly with a small smile, looking over both Wormwood and the library. Books, he's sure, are something he enjoys, when he gets the chance to read them himself. "I...have one, too. It isn't here right now."

It wasn't really his. But he doesn't remember that.

The boy has had a bag of a few belongings, connected to a world he doesn't quite remember. He had left it somewhere...oh where had he put it? Last time he'd touched it, he had put away that constellation map he had been given from the male. He would have to find it.