( nodding along, listening intently and making mental notes. this guy takes research and new information very seriously... )
Hm? Sure. All of those topics interest me.
Perhaps... You can bring me some other fruits, too. 🎶 There is plenty to explore in the human world, after all.
I see, so humans get their vitamins from the sun? What kind of vitamins? What other effects do they have on your bodies?
( tilts his head, then nods. )
Sure, if you tell me more.
Are you quite sure? It's good, and as much as I'd like to taste more, I'd like to study them as well... What they're made of, how they react under other certain conditions, et cetera.
( this human is strange, but anaxa doesn't dislike it. )
I'm just staying here for a bit. I don't come up if the sun is too strong.
( quietly observing from afar... the sun was strong today, so he spent most of the day underwater. )
( he blinks, not expecting the amount of force mydeimos has to use to tear the fruit open, but he takes mental notes all the same.
he picks out a couple of seeds, scientifically examining them—weight, color, smell, texture... then pops one in his mouth. )
( he looks down at their hand, eyebrow raised, before he reaches out and puts his wet, kind of slimy own on théo's palm. )
Is this a human custom?
Wh—?
( he's startled at having been taken out of his deep concentration just like that, and then he's very confused at the words that come out of their mouth. )
My name is not Théo...
Mydeimos.
( doesn't seem like he does nicknames, probably because he doesn't want people to do nicknames with his own... )
I'm assuming you eat this. What does it look like on the inside? Open it.
( . . . blink. now that's something he hasn't seen before—and he's incredibly curious, leaning closer to get a better look. )
Anaxagoras. Yours? Also, what's that?







