"Ah... I've heard they're less rowdy outside've Galar." He glances over at Obstagoon, as if trying to imagine his partner of so many years being anything less than the loud, needy badger he was. In response, very much going aw you love me like this :p, the big furry lets out a cheerful ROAR, before licking his face.
Piers's expression softens, from the grim chagrin of having to do heavy(?) labour with an overly chatty stranger, to fondness. "Just don't seem to fit'im right, though."
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"Ah... I've heard they're less rowdy outside've Galar." He glances over at Obstagoon, as if trying to imagine his partner of so many years being anything less than the loud, needy badger he was. In response, very much going aw you love me like this :p, the big furry lets out a cheerful ROAR, before licking his face.
Piers's expression softens, from the grim chagrin of having to do heavy(?) labour with an overly chatty stranger, to fondness. "Just don't seem to fit'im right, though."