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[breakaleginhalf]

Hey, it's Gil. Either I haven't got my phone on me, OR I'm actively ignoring you. Text me if it's important, try harder if you're dying. TEXT | VOICE | VIDEO | ACTION

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[ this might be a good spot to handwave if you needed to? i'm cool to keep backtagging basically forever but whichever works for you! ]

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"-Right. They are."

He's quiet again, for a while, though his eyes keep wandering back to Gil every time he looks away. It really is impossible not to look, even as he's trying his well-trained best not to stare. The ears are the sticking point; he doesn't know enough about animals to recognize what the body language means, intuitively, but they keep moving every time Gil's mood changes.

Eventually, though, Artemis hits his limit of quiet and squares himself up. "So. You're my roommate, and Coda is... Coda. What do I need to know about all this?"