── .✦ 𝓑ENIGN 𐍂OT ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧

( he halts , eyes widening a bit —— antennae twitching before lowering his voice to whisper , ) unless , it is a secret ... .ᐣ I shan't tell . ⁱ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ˢʷᵉᵃʳ ⁱᶠ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ·

Both eyebrows raised at the other . . . Then a singular one at the appearance of the cats as well, arms crossing. "Are you talking to me, or them?"

Maybe they should show themself instead of 𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 then, hm? He'd be curious, have questions— and he probably wouldn't bite.

. . . Suspicious. He's getting a little sick of all these strange, unexplained feelings of certain 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴.

radiant as ever , Moonshine ！ do you desire to count grains with me as well .ᐣ it is vastly entertaining ᵎ

i dunno. is that help in morse code?

beep beep boop?

boop

‍‍‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍ ‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍ ‍‍ they must never be bored with so much to do . counting sand , grain by grain . fascinating .