[ it seems mildly uncomfortable to be pulled from its warm spot, but rests its belly on the back of Messmer's hand, surveying its surroundings - which are mostly Shoko, at the moment. ]
There is an understanding between us, of sorts.
[ it's somewhat hard to explain how without straight up saying they literally share a body, and he's trying to avoid that conversation. Even if he did say it, he can't entirely describe their connection - a kind of innate sympathy that he's never needed to dissect. ]
They hearken to thy speech as I do. Our senses are as one.
[ the explanation isn't needed, although Messmer's understanding is slightly different - he hears "curse" and imagines another like himself. Admittedly, birds might be more inconvenient. ]
In a sense. Yet their minds be their own; I control them not.
[ exhibit A: as the conversation goes on, the snake seems to relax, edging slightly towards Shoko. ]
[ Oh, little guy alert... She looks curiously at the snake, before... holding a hand up? She's not versed in snake-handling, but hopefully it won't bite her. ]
[ ...! Shoko has a mind to suggest that they come up with their own names, but the snake's little tongue flicking over her hand for even that brief moment does demand her attention. She doesn't quite startle, but her brow does hitch up as she look on curiously. ]
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But you're saying that they do care about your affairs... maybe even your romantic affairs?
[ heh heh... but no— ]
Can you communicate with them? Do they understand our speech?
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There is an understanding between us, of sorts.
[ it's somewhat hard to explain how without straight up saying they literally share a body, and he's trying to avoid that conversation. Even if he did say it, he can't entirely describe their connection - a kind of innate sympathy that he's never needed to dissect. ]
They hearken to thy speech as I do. Our senses are as one.
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[ A beat, before she clarifies—. ]
It's sorcery, simply put. She has birds, though. Would it be accurate to think of them like an extension of yourself, then?
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In a sense. Yet their minds be their own; I control them not.
[ exhibit A: as the conversation goes on, the snake seems to relax, edging slightly towards Shoko. ]
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Do they have names?
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[ it does not bite her! Its tongue flicks out to taste the air and briefly brushes her hand. ]
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... Is this a good thing uh... Hebi-san?
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A serpent doth see the world through its tongue. Thou gave it on offer.
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I did. I just need a second. [ A beat, as she holds her hand out further. ] Let's try that again.