[A quick smile lights his face and then it's gone, the youngster's concerned and Kyle — Kyle doesn't like the idea of a foreign influence anywhere near him. He slides off his ring, for safety, and slips it into his pocket, before gingerly petting the turtle.]
[It only takes a glance at Damian to see how worried he is. Kyle steps forward, nonverbally requesting that they close the distance between them as much as they can, publicly.]
Yeah, you don't say.
[It's reading me.]
When — ? [did it hatch? He can't really articulate, the sheer wonder he feels at witnessing this is incredible, especially since Damian was warned they could be something else.]
no subject
[It only takes a glance at Damian to see how worried he is. Kyle steps forward, nonverbally requesting that they close the distance between them as much as they can, publicly.]
Yeah, you don't say.
[It's reading me.]
When — ? [did it hatch? He can't really articulate, the sheer wonder he feels at witnessing this is incredible, especially since Damian was warned they could be something else.]