"Really?", Scorpia said, smiling. "Aw, thanks! I bet Entrapta would like you too." If only because he was something new and weird for her to science over, but then, Entrapta tended to try and science everything. And she had a feeling she'd like him beyond that too, once she'd moved on to the next thing.
"And herbs are these kind of dried bits of plants." No, she had no idea there was such a thing as fresh herbs. "I guess there's not too much that's dried where you're from, though. At least not that would stay that way for long."
"Oh and I'm not actually a crab," she corrected him. "I'm a scorpion, and my name's Scorpia. What's yours?"
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Date: 2019-12-31 07:58 am (UTC)"And herbs are these kind of dried bits of plants." No, she had no idea there was such a thing as fresh herbs. "I guess there's not too much that's dried where you're from, though. At least not that would stay that way for long."
"Oh and I'm not actually a crab," she corrected him. "I'm a scorpion, and my name's Scorpia. What's yours?"