[A man who can see the future, and a boy who can speak with animals. Those are certainly some talents that Sizhui is impressed with--and a little curious of. Are there more like them in his world? He hasn't met many people here that have talents like that back home.]
[The logic of communicating with his familiar gets a nod from Sizhui, affirming that it makes sense to him.]
Familiars are like that, I think you're right. [His hand goes to the pouch at hip, ever so carefully pulling the opening a little wider and holding his hand next to it. Slowly, a small butterfly creeps out shyly, stepping onto his hand with wings upright and dusted in ashen white on the outside. It holds completely still as he moves his hand in front of him, holding it where the other man can see.]
This is Xiao Ming, my familiar. [The butterfly shifts a little, crawling backwards towards Sizhui, which makes him give a small sympathetic smile. He was shy once, too.] Go on... Say hello. [A small bounce of his hand, and the butterfly flaps it's wings, revealing a flash of deep orange on the inside, bordered in black. It takes flight a moment later, fluttering erratically for a moment before settling on the man's shoulder. On contact, he'll hear a quiet boyish voice pipe up in his thoughts with a Hello...]
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[The logic of communicating with his familiar gets a nod from Sizhui, affirming that it makes sense to him.]
Familiars are like that, I think you're right. [His hand goes to the pouch at hip, ever so carefully pulling the opening a little wider and holding his hand next to it. Slowly, a small butterfly creeps out shyly, stepping onto his hand with wings upright and dusted in ashen white on the outside. It holds completely still as he moves his hand in front of him, holding it where the other man can see.]
This is Xiao Ming, my familiar. [The butterfly shifts a little, crawling backwards towards Sizhui, which makes him give a small sympathetic smile. He was shy once, too.] Go on... Say hello. [A small bounce of his hand, and the butterfly flaps it's wings, revealing a flash of deep orange on the inside, bordered in black. It takes flight a moment later, fluttering erratically for a moment before settling on the man's shoulder. On contact, he'll hear a quiet boyish voice pipe up in his thoughts with a Hello...]