“sigh y yes…”
His horns were out more, more as a self defence thing
"... you got a favorite song?"
he put his hands together, nervously
“I..d don’t really listen to music…”
"oh..."
“n nh…”
"so... what kind of things do you like?"
“….I…”
He looked confused
Sheesh he’s a tough one
"...that's just sad... well we came here to find you something you enjoy right?"
“r right…”
"uh do you know how to skateboard?"
