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"I know what I'm doing.. you don't have to keep watching over me like I'm a toddler."
"Hmm~ now, that's not very reassuring.. is it?"
Lapis-colored eye lights blinked themselves once in a slightly appalled fashion, at the formality he had just heard from the new starling he had 'adopted'. ". . ." Clearing his metaphorical 'throat' as Rigel averts his gaze for a moment, the taller skeleton eventually began to lower himself down on a single knee; before he proceeds to wrap his black-furred coat around his new 'child' in a snug-liked fashion. ". . you . . don't have to worry about being formal in the meantime. Don't push yourself. After all, you're still new to the family." Rigel spoke with patience in a soft-spoken voice.. as he gradually repositioned his body upwards- back into a proper, standing posture. Now only simply ridded of his coat, since he had draped it around Astra in order to keep him safe, and warm. "Now. . go on. Run along, now. Acquaint yourself with the others.. I have things to do."
“ Ah, hello... Mr.Rigel... “ Astra would mumble quietly not wanting to be informal to someone who graciously took them under his ‘wing’. “ Can I do anything for you or be of assistance....? “