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Tutankhamen hadn't been doing anything particularly useful - rather, he had been dawdling with a rabbit skeleton he had found earlier. It was rather interesting, seeing how they all connected and formed the base for a once-living creature. How everything came together. Perhaps he would find a live one later to enhance the learning experience.
He couldn't help but notice his lonely-looking friend out of the corner of his eye. Similarly, he couldn't help but ponder what had sent her into this state. The first answer that occurred to him was her personality, how it twisted to a polar opposite in a matter of seconds. Had she lost a friend because of it? Or had it been something completely unrelated, like the death of a loved one?
Shaking his head to clear the cluttering suggestions his mind offered, Tut would admonish himself. He didn't need to be butting into her business. Plus, he didn't have time to be friendly. He was sure that he could use her one way or another in the future. Why else would people have friends? He disagreed with the pressing little voice in the back of his head telling him that they were necessary, that he needed someone to depend on. What a foolish idea.
"What are you doing?" the lynx cub questioned the heterochromic femme in a blank tone, having finally wiped clean his mind and his expression.
[it would be cute <3
but I haven't decided on his sexuality yet so it's a maybe x3]
#Tutwashere
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