YOU'RE NO JESUS CHRIST // open, relaxing

Not being greedy, huh? That hardly seemed to be the case to Fraggle, considering how she was acting, but he didn't feel like arguing much further. He had also just wanted a bit of peace and quiet, and Cleo was ruining that – although the cub had to admit that watching Seth mess up the other's name was pretty funny. Frag truthfully wasn't sure if it was intentional or not, but he didn't much care. It seemed to get under Cleopatra's skin, and that was enough to make him laugh a bit, although the boy had to hastily bite back his giggles, not wanting the feline to get more pissed off.

When Cleo gave them permission to stay, Fragglerock just rolled his eyes, muttering mostly to himself, "Didn't really need your go-ahead, but okay." He then added on, his tail flicking some water in Cleopatra's direction as he spoke, "Besides, you're the one who spoke up first, and interrupted your peace and quiet. We didn't even do anything." With that, the boy then turned and moved a little farther into the water, trying to distance himself from the talonguard. He figured if he got far enough away and closed his eyes, he could pretend he was all alone.

☆ — what of the meek, the mourning, and the merciful?