TOUCH TONE TELEPHONE;; open - cub

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”ask them that later Aurum - they need to be checked first, you never know with our traps” the gruff voice of the burnt black beast called as he trotted up to join the two - trying his best to ignore what his blue fire eyes could see of the serval’s soul - souls even - it reminded him too much of Azraiyil when he’d had passengers to ferry back and also in turn rather gave him a headache to look at too directly trying to decipher anything of use.

He didn’t need to get melancholy about his brother here (ironically if he knew Aurum’s thoughts, he’d probably find common ground there since both had been caught off guard figuratively or quite literally by ghosts long past)

”alright kid - the trap injure you any? No cuts?” he asked