Sorry, not interested in a polyamorous relationship.

Blinks. Does that mean he's interested in Tiger?

....Huh. Stinky person is into Tiger.

//yeah, ill do a cleanup on my accounts

Grunts at the sudden hug but doesn't pull away, instead he huffs and reaches down to ruffle her hair. "Hey there, squirt. When did you get so big, huh?"

No wonder grandma lucy doesn't let Tiger out of the house often.

"Hey, I like the name Lucy." He shrugs, smile turning into a teasing one, his tail at his side flimsily wagging. "Harvest sprites....?" What kind of game is Tiger even playing? What the fuck. "What do they look like?"

Then make your sentences clearer.

Stinky person strikes again.

He's suddenly craving for peach mango pie. Waddles towards the orphanage to demand (re: ask) for the kitchen from head lady. He wants no grabby hands on the pie he's going to make.

But why?

"You must be eating a lot of good food, huh? Good for you." He couldn't help the boyish grin on his lips, "grow up really big and healthy, okay?" He snorts softly before easily lifting her into his arms. "Wanna climb on my shoulders, squirt? And don't you mean 'Mama'?"

Where is the joke in it?

They've absolutely lost the point of the conversation. Anyway, he's not getting married any time soon. Marriage is another headache.

"'icky green stuff'...? Do you mean green vegetables, squirt? Those are good for you." He says, when he doesn't even eat vegetables. What a bad example. "....but... boys can't get pregnant."

He's having those lightbulb moments. "Yeah." A nod, followed by pursed lips. "We can't get married though, since I don't know your real name." He feels his eyebrow twitch and he huffs, "huh... and what do these sprites do?"

"Are you talking about broccoli?" He tilts his head to the side, an ear twitching. "Cause if you are, you're absolutely right." Nose scrunches. He's pretty sure boys can't get pregnant.... "Huh, I guess he is then. Make sure to be a good big sis, okay, squirt?"

"Pretty sure they're the same, just a different color." He points out with a playful grin, giving her a small pat on the head. "You got a big brother too? How many siblings are you gonna get after your... papa gives birth?"

It's so... weird to say a guy is giving birth. Nature, you're scary.

He's dying from a fever and headache and he just wants to curl up in a ball and wither away.