...Huh...Well, that simply won't do for someone who can't talk.
-He stands goes over to a dusty old shelf, and grabs some parchment, and an ink feather-
I'm not what you'd call a master of the pen, but I've filled out enough paperwork as a Guild Hunter to know a thing or two.
-He has a seat at a shitty old wooden table, setting the paper down-
C'mon, I'll show you.
(holds a hand up, like 'hold on')
(before joining Nephew, she veeeery gently picks Cerva up and carries her over to the table, placing her close to the edge)
(she then goes to retrieve something she remembered seeing)
(she returns, and fiddles with Cerva)
(Cerva now has one eye kept open with tape)
(and she's still asleep)
(wow)
(so now Sis joins Nephew in taking a seat, and motions for him to begin, arms crossed)
Edited by LatverianBadger on Oct 1st 2018 at 11:59:24 PM
"Shake the dust." - Anis Mojgani

....Heh. Wonder what she dreams about.
-He reaches out and chummily pats her on the head, looking over at Sis-
Say, do you know how to write?