"No prob." The response is automatic and still a bit on edge, but not unfriendly.
After setting the bat down against the wall next to the door, without trying to make it obvious that they'd had it, they cautiously move through the dark to the rooms dresser. Fumbling around in one of the drawers for a moment, they eventually find some tea candles they'd bought after the last time the power went out in this place, setting them out on the dresser and night stands.
While setting them down and lighting them, they watched Eight take something off that, in the dark had looked oddly like an oversized paint brush and tank of...something. As the room filled with the warm dull glow from the little candles, it only confirmed that's what they were.
The light also confirmed that their new room mate was definitely not a normal human, or at least, not normal for where Keni came from. And they hate that their gut reaction is to recoil when they realize that, what they'd thought was hair were tentacles.
It's unfortunately not the first time they've seen tentacles growing off of someone. But there's a clear enough difference for Keni to wrestle back their nerves. This guy only had them coming out of his head, and putting aside Keni's initial gut reaction to them, they were almost cute. Like they'd been purposefully stylized into a mohawk. The only other time Keni had seen tentacles coming out of a person, it had been anything but cute.
Shaking off their nerves as best they could, they sit down at the edge of their bed, not really thinking to invite Eight to sit yet; not used to having friends that needed that kind of invite.
"I'm Keni. Did you say 'Eight'? Like the number?" They ask, unsure if they'd really heard that correctly.
"And is that-...a giant paint brush?" That one was a bit of a dumb question. There was no way it was anything other than a giant paint brush, but they still had to ask.
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After setting the bat down against the wall next to the door, without trying to make it obvious that they'd had it, they cautiously move through the dark to the rooms dresser. Fumbling around in one of the drawers for a moment, they eventually find some tea candles they'd bought after the last time the power went out in this place, setting them out on the dresser and night stands.
While setting them down and lighting them, they watched Eight take something off that, in the dark had looked oddly like an oversized paint brush and tank of...something. As the room filled with the warm dull glow from the little candles, it only confirmed that's what they were.
The light also confirmed that their new room mate was definitely not a normal human, or at least, not normal for where Keni came from. And they hate that their gut reaction is to recoil when they realize that, what they'd thought was hair were tentacles.
It's unfortunately not the first time they've seen tentacles growing off of someone. But there's a clear enough difference for Keni to wrestle back their nerves. This guy only had them coming out of his head, and putting aside Keni's initial gut reaction to them, they were almost cute. Like they'd been purposefully stylized into a mohawk. The only other time Keni had seen tentacles coming out of a person, it had been anything but cute.
Shaking off their nerves as best they could, they sit down at the edge of their bed, not really thinking to invite Eight to sit yet; not used to having friends that needed that kind of invite.
"I'm Keni. Did you say 'Eight'? Like the number?" They ask, unsure if they'd really heard that correctly.
"And is that-...a giant paint brush?" That one was a bit of a dumb question. There was no way it was anything other than a giant paint brush, but they still had to ask.