Ah! Are they friends of yours, then? Being a gem yourself and all.
[when she gestures toward the gem, he scooches just the slightest bit closer to get a better look, eyebrows arched with curiosity at the sight. his first thought is that he'd like to touch it, get a feel and see if it's actually a stone, but that seems like overstepping a boundary.
so, instead, he marvels at the clearness of it, a faint smile curving his mouth before he inquires,] Are you a shapeshifter of some kind?
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[when she gestures toward the gem, he scooches just the slightest bit closer to get a better look, eyebrows arched with curiosity at the sight. his first thought is that he'd like to touch it, get a feel and see if it's actually a stone, but that seems like overstepping a boundary.
so, instead, he marvels at the clearness of it, a faint smile curving his mouth before he inquires,] Are you a shapeshifter of some kind?