01-16-2021, 01:04 PM
Tasks. Michael couldn't properly remember the last time they had them, but to have them now did make sense. There was a lot of cleanup to do after the raid, and Rox had enough on her shoulders as of late. It took only a few moments before the bobcat made his way over, smiling calmly at Diya as he came to settle nearby. He was always glad to see her, even if she seemed more and more exhausted as of late – that too was natural, given recent events. Attempting to lift her spirits, the dealer spoke in a calm and warm purr, his tuft of a tail flicking behind him, "You got anything for me, Diya? Better be something that utilizes my unique talents." His muzzle then quirked up into a faint smile, making it clear that he was joking. He'd honestly accept any task he was given, if he could help out properly.
— Reggan