Foster watches all of this with a very strange, strained look on his face. Focusing is a constant strain on him. Trying to be patient is harder still--and trying to contain himself through it?
He's still ignoring Papyrus--as much as he dislikes the skeleton, he actually served a very important purpose just now... Foster was getting too ahead of himself, forgetting his place. It was good to remind Childermass of his undeserving presence, and himself of where he belongs in this assortment of powers. He really is... meant to be here for a reason, but he had forgotten what that reason was--!
He has a chance to make that right, though. He has a chance to serve his actual purpose here...!
"Mmmm. Wait! Wait." He reaches up with one paw, and the sparrow in his hair hops onto one claw, perching lightly for a second before it takes flight.
He watches intently as it approaches the clear dome over the terrarium and attempts to make contact with the surface.
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He's still ignoring Papyrus--as much as he dislikes the skeleton, he actually served a very important purpose just now... Foster was getting too ahead of himself, forgetting his place. It was good to remind Childermass of his undeserving presence, and himself of where he belongs in this assortment of powers. He really is... meant to be here for a reason, but he had forgotten what that reason was--!
He has a chance to make that right, though. He has a chance to serve his actual purpose here...!
"Mmmm. Wait! Wait." He reaches up with one paw, and the sparrow in his hair hops onto one claw, perching lightly for a second before it takes flight.
He watches intently as it approaches the clear dome over the terrarium and attempts to make contact with the surface.