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[It does take him a moment, but...Basil does eventually emerge. It's just his nose at first, twitching as he sniffs the air, before he crawls on his knees the rest of the way out. When he comes to a stop it's not too close, but still within clear ear and eyeshot of the Minotaur.]

You're not...mad at me anymore?

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[Oh, this poor baby. If Crash could droop any further from worry and utter guilt, he would.]

My creator...

[The pig paused for a moment with a hum, searching for the best way to articulate what he thinks might have happened as far as that fuzzy week went.]

... Cortex. Wanted... that. Instead of me.

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Your...creator?

[Basil echoes Crash's words, unsure if he fully understands exactly what he means by that.]

He...m-made you like that?

[cratecrasher]

He tried.

[And Crash is trying very hard to get the point across knowing his own limits. All while still processing what exactly went down.]

Never worked... Never. That... never happened.

[In other words, don't feel too sorry for him over something that wasn't necessarily from his canon past.]

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Oh.

[It's a soft response, as Basil too tries to comprehend what it means. It's hard, because his memories of it all are still so hazy, but still...]

So...you didn't mean it?

[cratecrasher]

[The only reason that Crash doesn't immediately provide a response is that within the next moment, the minotaur poofed with of puff of hairs here and there back into his regular shape. And then he shakes his head.

Even with that, Crash dares to scoot closer to the gargoyle. And if Basil doesn't move from his spot, the pig tentatively started to reach forward and outright scoop the other monster into a hug.]

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[Basil doesn't seem to be going anywhere fast, but he at least isn't trying to get away from Crash, which is the important thing here. He's a little surprised when he hugs him, but honestly it makes sense for someone who uses little words in comparison to his actions. And really, that alone says everything.

So when Crash hugs him, Basil hesitates, just for a moment. Then, he hugs him back, wrapping his arms carefully around his shoulders.]

I...don't remember a whole lot, but...I'm sorry if I said anything that upset you at all.

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Nn-uh.

[For maximum hug, Crash carefully adjusted his head to rest his jaw right across the top curve of Basil's snout. The motion is easy and coming from someone with lots of experience in bumping long faces together.]

Just glad you're okay.

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[It's nice. Comforting. A sort of confirmation that things are okay, even if his memories of them are still a bit unclear.]

I-I am. A little confused, but...I'll be okay. I'm not hurt or anything.