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[Basil...is perceptive. He knows what day it is. And he heard the broadcast, just like everyone else. On one hand, Rosso could be telling him the truth- it would be believable that he and Adrian would simply try to avoid it all by moving elsewhere- but...at the same time, the timing here is also awfully coincidental.

As Rosso explains, Basil will offer his arms to both Alisha and Dachie, to pick them up if they'd like to be scooped. He's warm all over, like a heated blanket.]

So...you want me to watch them until you've found a place, right?

[Until they come back.

Right?]

[flammadecinis]

[The animals will appreciate Scoop, thank you. Very warm pangolin man...

Rosso sets his smile into a thin line. It's hard to lie to the kid like this, and Basil might be smart enough to have him figured out... but he'd like to believe, for his sanity, that Basil simply thinks they're going on a trip.]

Yeah. And if you have to move, no worries. I can sniff you out.

I hope we won't be gone for long. [but you know how this place works.]

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[He doesn't like this. it feels all too much like an ultimatum, and it's what ultimately prompts Basil to hold the two creatures a little bit closer, as if to protect them from what's unfolding. He imagines they can sense something's amiss, if nothing else.]

I'll keep them safe. I promise.

Do you know where you're going to go?

[flammadecinis]

[Why does he have to lie so hard to this kid... ugh. It feels gross.]

...nah. Just gonna wander until we find it.

["It" being either "the end of the world and the deaths of everyone we love" or "the solution to all this shit via death, which is pretty cool he supposes, thanks God".]

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Promise me you'll stay safe. Please.