[ siiiigh. daylight's winglets lower in sadness, wishing he had gotten around to making a map of the temple. marking friends' rooms, places of interest. thing like that.

he smiles and tries to cheerfully wave a servo of his while he speaks, knowing there's nothing to gain from pouting. despite how tempting it maybe. ]

It's fine. I was just hoping I could tell him a joke I had thought of earlier and-

Oh. [ oh! ] Oh! Hey- Do you want to hear it? The joke?