[The SQUIP is silent. It simply observes; it watches Rich for a long moment, and then his new companion.
A soft heart. Of course someone of this nature would gravitate to Rich... but Rich is hardly being fair to him, hovering outside like this, sending him alone into what they perceive as the lion's den.
It smirks at the pair of them, and then goes to have a seat, draping itself into one of the chairs in the living space and staring at them, almost expectant-- like a king on his throne, ready to hear the peasants' pleas.]
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A soft heart. Of course someone of this nature would gravitate to Rich... but Rich is hardly being fair to him, hovering outside like this, sending him alone into what they perceive as the lion's den.
It smirks at the pair of them, and then goes to have a seat, draping itself into one of the chairs in the living space and staring at them, almost expectant-- like a king on his throne, ready to hear the peasants' pleas.]