"No. That song was lovely." he told the Harpy, watching as Cale layed back down.
He wanted to touch the Harpy so badly. The others plumage looked so warm, so fluffy. He wasn't able to restrain the urge to ask for very long though.
"Might I be able to touch you, Cale?" he asked.
Lorien didn't want to do anything the Harpy didn't like so he made sure to ask before he did anything. That somehow reminded him that he did indeed need something from his house. If he was to help look after the others egg then he would need a weapon. Harpies weren't the only creatures around these parts so Lorien would need a weapon to defend the egg but also to defend himself when Cale was off hunting. Oh well...that could wait until tomorrow.
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"Your eyes kinda remind me of something. It's a look I've seen before, like the half open eyes of a head that's been chopped off. Still a little moist and you can't quite tell where they're lookin'. So I've gotta wonder, are you alive or dead?"
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