Nexus. By the sign. Nyx

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Wingnut blinks, then responds automatically to the little sound, her small pincher going out to gently pat the girl on the nose. "It's alright, rookie. Don't worry."

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"Ohhh," she says, though most of the explanation has gone right over her head. Then she sighs and rises wearily into the air, the buzzing of her wings a little fainter than usual. "I'll be back."

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Mercury nods slightly. "Take care."

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Nyx, meanwhile, has finished the second tuna sandwich and has decided she wants a nap. And that poor fluffy Pluto looks like a good pillow.

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Which just sends the feline Stardroid right back into shock, until some small rational part of his brain says it's time to give up on making any sense of reality for the moment. He'd come here to take a nap, they couldn't go anywhere for a while because Terra would be coming back here to find them, and he was just plain tired. So, Pluto curls up and lets Nyx use him as a pillow as he, too, tries to take a nap.

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Wingnut watches them curiously for a moment, but then heeds her internal warning alarms and goes to look for Tradeoff.