"Thank, you, Rock," Iris smiles at that, though she knows they're not as good as the ones Roll makes. These were storebought at one of the better tea shops in the Nexus Mall, so they're good cookies. But they're not homemade, and nothing compares to that.
"Rock mentioned something called a 'toy net' for storing some of the others," Colonel suggests, glancing over at the remaining pile of plushes.
"Oh, that sounds like it would be very helpful. Thank you for the suggestion, Rock. I.. had thought of perhaps finding some charity that would take some of them. There really are a few too many."
"I'm certain someone out there needs them far more than I do," Iris replies, "Though.. I won't want to upset the boys, so I'll have to keep at least some of them."
This sort of comment seems to be as close as Iris gets to teasing her brother.
"Maybe next time you can put a limit in place, and the first one there wins?" Because there is no doubt in Rock's mind that something like this will happen again. Maybe not with plushies, but it'd happen.
"Them? I think it's great that they have a place where they can live in peace, where they're no longer forced to fight. And I'm glad I finally have the chance to befriend them, even if they're not from my world."
"Oh." No, Rock doesn't get it. But he does have enough sense that when things were worded in that way, they were best not to be asked about, for whatever reason.
"I'm certain you can see, Rock, how it just wouldn't do for them to suspect that either of us were becoming too friendly with, well..."
"Wanted fugitives," Colonel finishes, when his sister seems unable to find a polite way to put it. Even if it wasn't justified, it was still the truth of the matter.
"I wish it could be different," Iris says. "But it wouldn't help anyone if Brother and I were replaced with someone who.. might be more inclined to solving this matter with violence."
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"Rock mentioned something called a 'toy net' for storing some of the others," Colonel suggests, glancing over at the remaining pile of plushes.
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"Yeah, my Roll has one for the number of plush animals she's collected and it works well for keeping them out of the way without packing them up."
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This sort of comment seems to be as close as Iris gets to teasing her brother.
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Iris tries not to giggle.
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"What are your thoughts, Rock," Colonel asks, "on the Wilybots living in the Nexus?"
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"Them? I think it's great that they have a place where they can live in peace, where they're no longer forced to fight. And I'm glad I finally have the chance to befriend them, even if they're not from my world."
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She smiles at the rest. Maybe it would help convince here brother. She suspected he still didn't quite really trust them.
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Iris blushes slightly at that.
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"Wanted fugitives," Colonel finishes, when his sister seems unable to find a polite way to put it. Even if it wasn't justified, it was still the truth of the matter.
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"I do not see where we could do otherwise." Colonel says.
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