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[b][u]Morris: Circus[/b][/u]

“Who’s the cutest panda? WHO’S THE CUTEST PANDA!? Yoouuu are!” In contrast to his previous actions earlier, the virtuoso was now enthusiastically rubbing his cheek against the nearby panda’s head. It let out a soft grunt and bumped its nose against his cheek. “Awwww, you like me dontcha? I like you too!” Who thought that this circus would be a petting zoo as well?

From her place, Delilah had no choice but to watch and sigh as Lute cooed at the panda whom he had now nicknamed Pandu. [i]‘Sometimes I think you’re bipolar. Terrified of shit one second, cuddling it the next,’[/i] She muttered. The virtuoso, true to her observation, was oblivious to her remark now that the elephant had its trunk resting down on his head like a scarf.

[i]“DAHAHAHA! Aren’t they all so precious?”[/i]

“Yeah, theyyy areee!” Lute sat up and proceeded to intone ‘squish squish squish’ noises under his breath as he poked the elephant’s trunk as it was now ruffling his hair. “Hi, Abram! And, uh-,” He noticed the odd look Moira had on her face and stared at her. Oh wait, could she be…? Oh. [i]Ohhhhh.[/i] Yeah, better not intrude. “Hey Syed, you think you can get up? Xan, sir Eric, could you, uh, help us?” The virtuoso poked his head over Pandu’s head at their other companions and waved. While he was doing so, Pandu bumped his shoulder with a paw and the young man turned to look at the ground. Apparently he fell on a bunch of… leaves? Is this bamboo? He [i]did[/i] crash into some barrels earlier… Lute pulled it from the ground and offered it to the bear, who grunted appreciatively and sat down on the ground, allowing him enough space to stand up and look about. Pandu was, for the most part, now more engrossed in its meal.