Frankie is still peering at him owlishly, and he tilts his head a little.
"I believe you may have misunderstood my intentions," he says, still in that same, soft voice. "I know you like us both. We like you, too. I'm questioning whether or not the particular sonic frequency that plaga song occupies might be inimical to your Resonance. If that's the case, I can tell Sammy to, ah. Put a sock in it."
And that makes the little alien boy smile ever so slightly, a sly sort of twinkle in his eyes.
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Date: 2018-04-14 12:18 am (UTC)"I believe you may have misunderstood my intentions," he says, still in that same, soft voice. "I know you like us both. We like you, too. I'm questioning whether or not the particular sonic frequency that plaga song occupies might be inimical to your Resonance. If that's the case, I can tell Sammy to, ah. Put a sock in it."
And that makes the little alien boy smile ever so slightly, a sly sort of twinkle in his eyes.