[The boy just puffs his cheeks out and takes the book back. He'd listen if it was Rem, but he's not getting weird lectures on human manners from a weird turtle.]
Yeah, it's just me. [He lies, leading him into a corridor. Much like the boy's clothes, the place is sterile and white, evidently designed for function and not much else. He needs to decide what to do with him, but he still doesn't know if he imagined the moving humans... What's the best course of action? Maybe moving him to a low-risk area for now?] I like reading.
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Yeah, it's just me. [He lies, leading him into a corridor. Much like the boy's clothes, the place is sterile and white, evidently designed for function and not much else. He needs to decide what to do with him, but he still doesn't know if he imagined the moving humans... What's the best course of action? Maybe moving him to a low-risk area for now?] I like reading.