(*The anon immediately puts both her hands behind her back. She continues smiling at Flaps, hoping to show him she means no harm and to calm the butterflies in her stomach.) It’s alright! I don’t want to take your toy away. I won’t touch it if you don’t want me to. (*The anon takes a few steps back and sits down, hoping to further prove her peaceful nature. To see if she can coax Flaps to her, she places a large bowl of water in front of her. He must be awfully thirsty!)

πŸ“ [He lets out a quiet rumble, settling again once you sit… He squints a bit at that water, though. He Is pretty thirsty…… He’s been fed and all down here pretty steadily, but.]

πŸ“ [He tucks the toy away in his wing and ambles on over, snuffing at the water – and at you – warily.]

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