*his eyebrows raise, hand unmoving as he keeps the gem held out* oh! You’ve taught them to speak too! Clever puppy! *he smile at her* I’m not really sure puppy. *his free hand moves to the top of his head* the ol’ memories are like water. Always runnin around and spinning, going wherever they wanna go. *he grabs his right horn and pulls his head to the side in a rapid jerky motion* so I do the same. I just wander around, not really sure where I’m coming from or going to. Just know I gotta get there or I’m gonna be late! *he laughs loudly, a manic cackle that matches his wide-grinned experssion. He then squints a bit at the pixie* hmm…I could swear I’ve met you…*he snaps and points at them, seeming to have figured it out* ah! George my old boy, how could have I forgotten?! When did you become a dog? 

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