mines - metronome collection

[wormwood.]

In all honesty, Aurum couldn't help but be a bit amused when he saw the brief concern that flashed over Clony's face. It was easy to tell why the other would be uneasy at the prospect of the lion touching their precious metronomes. It was obvious that the collection meant a great deal to the other, and Aurum was, by all accounts, rather large, and powerful. While he and Marr were on about the same level for that, it was also clear that Clony had some kind of issue with Marr that wasn't just considering his size and strength, which meant that Aurum became the main culprit for possibly destroying the devices. Trying to ease the other's fears, the angel offered them a little bit of a smile, gently curling along his muzzle before he spoke, "Don't worry, I'll be sure to be very careful with them. I've got a few collections of my own at home." He wasn't sure that any of them were really on the same scale as Clony's collection, and he knew that the scattered pictures and books that he had a habit of gathering weren't nearly as breakable as the metronomes, but it still showed he understood, at the very least. Clony didn't seem too caught up on that little snag, however, considering how they immediately began to launch into excited babbling about their new home had a table. A rough chuckle left Aurum at that, his head shaking from side to side. One day he really would have to ask Clony about where they came from, even if he wasn't sure he'd actually receive a straight answer.

Moving carefully past Marr over to the collection, the lion eyed the various devices in front of him, taking in their varying sizes. He eventually decided on one that was around the medium size range, since there was less of a chance of him accidentally breaking it, and also less of a chance of it breaking him. He carefully tugged it over with his paws, picking it up in his jaws carefully. He clenched his jaws just enough to hold the device, without digging his razor sharp fangs into the pliant wood. He then turned and slipped past Marr, being careful to give the other a wide berth. The strange male seemed to have some kind of aversion to him, although he had been making a valiant effort of being subtle about it. For now Aurum just opted to let it go, chalking it up to perhaps some former trauma with lions, or something of that nature. Slipping inside of Clony's actual home, he moved to the big room place the other had mentioned, carefully placing the metronome he had been holding near the corner. When he stepped back, he took the moment to survey the space around him, questioning in a rumble, "Are you sure there'll be enough space in here for all of these?" He wanted to say that he trusted Clony's judgement, but he honestly wasn't sure they had the best sense of spatial awareness.

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