[That flash of fire and the demon appearing gets a very strong yip of alarm; yeah Flug definitely isn’t used to his boss both being real AND his ability to simply pop in at a moment’s notice.]
“O-or, or not???” [So no tea??? Flug stammers, both unused to this treatment and finding it terribly familiar to older memories. He doesn’t quite ‘sit’ down on the bed, it’s more like a prolonged fall he tries to control and only manages to keep upright long enough to stumble backwards onto it.]
“Did. Did you want to ask one?” [Because Flug sure has a lot of questions about this sudden reaction. A few smaller eyes glances at the bed— this being here wasn’t part of it, was it?]
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“O-or, or not???” [So no tea??? Flug stammers, both unused to this treatment and finding it terribly familiar to older memories. He doesn’t quite ‘sit’ down on the bed, it’s more like a prolonged fall he tries to control and only manages to keep upright long enough to stumble backwards onto it.]
“Did. Did you want to ask one?” [Because Flug sure has a lot of questions about this sudden reaction. A few smaller eyes glances at the bed— this being here wasn’t part of it, was it?]