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There are few things that Anthemtalon could be considered a master of. Eating carrion and sleeping in the most annoying of places for his peers seemed to be the two things that the lizard excelled in. Speaking with the lizard was to the point, brief, and simplistic. Not a lot of words in his vocabulary, nor were there many that he understood. Figuring out the meaning of words by context clues were also above his mental capacity. Some that he spoke to seemed to grasp that concept, and spoke to him in an equally simple manner as he did to them; while it was probably more out of not wanting to repeat oneself and needing to get a point across rather than being sympathetic for a simple lizard's lack of comprehension.
The lizard's tongue flicked again as he sorted out what he was seeking to ask. To make it sound like a better idea, to waste time lazing around in the sun, would probably be something that those capable of more complex thought would be capable of. Anthemtalon was no such lizard, and a grumble sounded before he spoke again. "Sunbathe? Not many are. Sick happen no sun." Those capable of making their own warmth definitely wouldn't fall victim to sickness with a lack of sunlight. Anthem knew not the difference between himself, an exotherm, to those that were endotherms. "Sick bad. Should sunbathe. Nice rock. Sunbathe?"
Anthemtalon's head barely tipped to the side, adding a punctuation of a sort to his inquiry. Not that great, his attempts to add tone to his words. It was something he'd picked up by living amongst others. While he didn't understand the point of the changes in tone (which probably was a reason for why being condescended did not affect the lizard too greatly) attempts were made to mimic them regardless. One could always practically hear the gears turning in his head whenever such a thing happened towards him. A quiet garble followed his words, stretching one of his arms after. "Hang out," was then added, although easy it would be to tell he didn't quite grasp the meaning of those words.
The lizard's tongue flicked again as he sorted out what he was seeking to ask. To make it sound like a better idea, to waste time lazing around in the sun, would probably be something that those capable of more complex thought would be capable of. Anthemtalon was no such lizard, and a grumble sounded before he spoke again. "Sunbathe? Not many are. Sick happen no sun." Those capable of making their own warmth definitely wouldn't fall victim to sickness with a lack of sunlight. Anthem knew not the difference between himself, an exotherm, to those that were endotherms. "Sick bad. Should sunbathe. Nice rock. Sunbathe?"
Anthemtalon's head barely tipped to the side, adding a punctuation of a sort to his inquiry. Not that great, his attempts to add tone to his words. It was something he'd picked up by living amongst others. While he didn't understand the point of the changes in tone (which probably was a reason for why being condescended did not affect the lizard too greatly) attempts were made to mimic them regardless. One could always practically hear the gears turning in his head whenever such a thing happened towards him. A quiet garble followed his words, stretching one of his arms after. "Hang out," was then added, although easy it would be to tell he didn't quite grasp the meaning of those words.
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