◢ Random Scenarios from the darkest pits of hEck 〈 2023 〉 ◣

ᘛ Little pass-time ᘚ

After a little while, when sensing the silence growing prolonged, the male considered initiating the conversation with the one that was still leaving him quite inquisitive. His head tilting to the side opposite to where the other's was rested at his shoulder, he simply, much lowly murmured the question, not raising his voice too much so as to not have that affect the current tranquil of the interval. "Doesn't this hurt-?"

Acknowledging the words, there was at first a faint confusion that kept the female from answering, and she'd instead lifted her head a tad to glance over to him. However, this momentary sense dissipated when she followed to where he was looking and understood what the query was about, the resultant being a merely amused chuckle. "Why wou-ould it?"

The defense for that remark was simple, him piling another question atop, all while his thumb gently traced over that looped cluster, "Isn't it like, bending your fingers the wrong way?"

That was silly to hear, and her brief --- though partly discordant --- laugh signified she perceived it that way. As she returned to setting her head to where it was prior then, her reply to the words surfaced .. "Not at all ... If anything, it make-ake-es me feel bet-better,"

Her answer caused a mere shift of the ursine's jaw, in resemblance of a smirk. Afterward, all he did was softly squeeze that cluster in his hold, while brushing his head over to the top of hers ...

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... With a couple minutes passing by in an everlong quiet, Freddy eventually regarded it as a little too eventless. He wasn't completely tired for the night yet, so the silence was eating him up a little, hence he did eventually start a talk again, so to see if the other agreed with him on the matter. It wasn't because he was growing an awkward sense, just, he didn't mind a little word-exchange.

“Chi--”

A hum, pretty much prompting him to continue with whatever he had to say. The bird herself's generally less-talkative than him, but that didn't mean she wasn't a conversationalist at all.

“Do you, feel like it's growing too quiet-?”

The response to that, the male gained shortly after, being a query in itself, really .. “You mean boring?”

That causing him to pause, he spent the next short minute in thought to devise a proper explanation, as no- It wasn't boring at all, but, he wasn't intending on making things fall to complete silence for the rest of the time.

Though, before he spoke, the bird had acknowledged his speechlessness in return as a wordless form of agreement, leading her to give a laughing scoff, and all as she spoke, she'd briefly motioned her head in a manner of lightly brushing it against him .. “It's never bori-orin-ing with you, Freddy,”

At the words, he blinked. He didn't mean for her to think he was considering the time as boring in any way. He loved every minute right then, though, was dwelling on contemplating a small activity other than sitting.

So, he wasted no time in responding there, more as a defense to his stance and negate what she'd considered through his prior words. “I don't mean like thaT, just ...” a huff. “Don't you think it's been uneventful?”

“It's cal-alm, at least ...”

That murmur, more or less shushed him for a beat, as he nestled his head back on hers. It was a moment from there that a little something came to his mind, and as proof of it, the blue in his optics had lit up, like a small light bulb switching on. He stayed dwelling on this thought awhile, only snapping briefly out of it at the female's short-lasting movement to get a bit more comfortable at his side.