[ larus is learning so much from this. probably too much? but it's keeping him entertained at least, and he can't help giving neal a hard time either. ]
is there anything you don't have an opinion on?
besides, i'm sure the bats take offense to being called that. you have to remember you're the one invading where they live, after all.
lmao It's so cute that you're empathizing with the bats.
Whatever I bet they'd look at me and like chitter derisively to one another: Dude look at that giant hairless primate. He doesn't even have a snout and his teeth are square. Look at his stumpy little ears; I bet he can't even echolocate, fuckin loser.
i think you should consider another point of view. that's all.
[ anyway, maybe it's the fact he's already suffered some sort of head trauma, but he finds himself compelled to slowly type out the following before sending it. ]
is that really all they'd talk about? maybe they'd call you beautiful instead and want me jealous. but i'd rather not have competition, and it's good for me that you don't like bats.
[ he wants to ask: you're not feeling dizzy or sleepy, are you? because being texted adorable cheese from larus is such a novelty, it almost worries him that larus is actually concussed.
but he decides he'll just monitor proceeding texts for typos and unusual flirtation levels. ]
If it makes you feel any better, this park ranger's got nothing on you either. His manbun has no volume and he's got a porn stache.
[ there's practically a stream-of-consciouness connection between his fingers and his thoughts, so, ]
Do you ever wonder if animals think of us like we think of aliens? Like people freak out about purported abductions and unexplained cattle mutilations, but people abduct cows and mutilate them every day. Maybe I'd be like a bat alien. An alien to bats.
i don't know why that should make me feel anything.
[ how is that? is he normal enough to him now? larus only sighs as the texts roll in. ]
is that really what you want to be known for? you should stop thinking so hard about bats. i doubt they actually care that much about you and whether or not you're an alien.
No, the undead thing. No heartbeat. How does that work? Cave-dwelling creatures could be, like, remnants of some ancient species that adapted to living underground.
To circulate blood and perfuse my organs and etc with oxygen so they can function. Walking around, talking, thinking without that means vampires are completely different from all life on earth at a basic biochemical level.
If that's not fuckin strange, nothing is You're like a walking scientific paradox my dude
[ not about that. but then, specifically, he doesn't care because he didn't have a choice. it's just a little personal to him. ]
and by that, i mean i don't care how it works. i can't change it, so there's no point worrying about it. you, however, should be worried about creatures trying to eat you in the dark.
It's a little different and we both know it. If it wasn't, you wouldn't be doing that thing where you deflect and pretend it doesn't matter and shutter like a brooklyn bodega
You were textbook deflecting my dude. Listen all I'm saying is maybe you should think about it, talk about it sometimes. And if you ever decide you want to, hit me up and I'll be there to listen to what you have to say. Or type. Or whatever.
[ talking about anything isn't going to help him, but if he says that, then he'll just get something similar to what he's getting right now. it's like being chastised without the actual chastising. however that works.
larus thinks 'because you can relate?' even as he types something completely different. ]
i can't make any promises, but i'll consider it. that's all i can give you right now.
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is there anything you don't have an opinion on?
besides, i'm sure the bats take offense to being called that.
you have to remember you're the one invading where they live, after all.
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lmao
It's so cute that you're empathizing with the bats.
Whatever I bet they'd look at me and like chitter derisively to one another:
Dude look at that giant hairless primate. He doesn't even have a snout and his teeth are square. Look at his stumpy little ears; I bet he can't even echolocate, fuckin loser.
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[ anyway, maybe it's the fact he's already suffered some sort of head trauma, but he finds himself compelled to slowly type out the following before sending it. ]
is that really all they'd talk about?
maybe they'd call you beautiful instead and want me jealous.
but i'd rather not have competition, and it's good for me that you don't like bats.
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but he decides he'll just monitor proceeding texts for typos and unusual flirtation levels. ]
If it makes you feel any better, this park ranger's got nothing on you either. His manbun has no volume and he's got a porn stache.
[ there's practically a stream-of-consciouness connection between his fingers and his thoughts, so, ]
Do you ever wonder if animals think of us like we think of aliens? Like people freak out about purported abductions and unexplained cattle mutilations, but people abduct cows and mutilate them every day. Maybe I'd be like a bat alien. An alien to bats.
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[ how is that? is he normal enough to him now? larus only sighs as the texts roll in. ]
is that really what you want to be known for?
you should stop thinking so hard about bats.
i doubt they actually care that much about you and whether or not you're an alien.
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Hope you're right. Though I'd rather think about bats than mutated cave-dwelling creatures with a thing for kidnapping campers.
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[ because he wants to be reassuring??? ]
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Stranger things have existed. Vampires, for instance.
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Cave-dwelling creatures could be, like, remnants of some ancient species that adapted to living underground.
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[ he says that like he hadn't been human once. ]
well. if you find one, let me know.
i might even apologize for saying that they don't exist.
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If that's not fuckin strange, nothing is
You're like a walking scientific paradox my dude
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[ not about that. but then, specifically, he doesn't care because he didn't have a choice. it's just a little personal to him. ]
and by that, i mean i don't care how it works.
i can't change it, so there's no point worrying about it.
you, however, should be worried about creatures trying to eat you in the dark.
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[ that would be a no. ]
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it's not that important.
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It's like the most important thing.
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but it's no different than how human you are.
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If it wasn't, you wouldn't be doing that thing where you deflect and pretend it doesn't matter and shutter like a brooklyn bodega
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is this really a conversation you want to have right now?
[ because it's certainly not one he wants to have. ]
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Listen all I'm saying is maybe you should think about it, talk about it sometimes. And if you ever decide you want to, hit me up and I'll be there to listen to what you have to say. Or type. Or whatever.
Ok?
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larus thinks 'because you can relate?' even as he types something completely different. ]
i can't make any promises, but i'll consider it.
that's all i can give you right now.
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