[Plena seems to appreciate those words, even beaming a little and gaining what could be considered the flying equivalent of a "bounce in his step." He introduces himself as Plena, politely asking the female Hero for her name so that he has something to call her. Since "female Hero" doesn't suit the one going out of her way to help a cranky guy like Vanitas.
Once they're inside the house, he flies around until the emptiest room is found. He leads the pair to the room, and joins Rialynn in thanking the second pair of hands. After assisting in covering his Hero, Plena sits next to Vanitas and peers up at the young woman.] He's, ah... probably not the type who'd appreciate me telling you anything about him, kupo...
[He sighs, feeling kind of... bad, somehow. She's been really nice and really helpful. He hates to think that his Hero's sour mood could wind up hurting her feeling. He'll just have to hope for the best, here. K-kupo...] His name is Vanitas, though. Maybe you two can become friends, and then swap stories! You just... might have to be patient with him... kupo.
[His ears almost seem to droop a bit. Meanwhile, Vanitas is groaning as he shifts under the blanket, clearly on the brinks of waking.] Maybe I should get him a damp... washcloth? Is that something that would help a human feel better?
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Once they're inside the house, he flies around until the emptiest room is found. He leads the pair to the room, and joins Rialynn in thanking the second pair of hands. After assisting in covering his Hero, Plena sits next to Vanitas and peers up at the young woman.] He's, ah... probably not the type who'd appreciate me telling you anything about him, kupo...
[He sighs, feeling kind of... bad, somehow. She's been really nice and really helpful. He hates to think that his Hero's sour mood could wind up hurting her feeling. He'll just have to hope for the best, here. K-kupo...] His name is Vanitas, though. Maybe you two can become friends, and then swap stories! You just... might have to be patient with him... kupo.
[His ears almost seem to droop a bit. Meanwhile, Vanitas is groaning as he shifts under the blanket, clearly on the brinks of waking.] Maybe I should get him a damp... washcloth? Is that something that would help a human feel better?