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throws self at you
And by that, the narration means the Beautifly. Bill and his Psyduck seem equally entranced by it — the Psyduck looks more confused than anything, though, and Bill has an expression on his face that suggests this is how he's looked for the past handful of hours regarding everything his old blue eyes have had the privilege of falling on.
But yeah.
That, he thinks, is one heck of a butterfly.
Softly:] Jeez. Woudld'ja look at that.
yes good come to me
Still, even if it's a uniform she doesn't recognize, it's undeniably a uniform he's wearing, all right, and that means he's...presumably at least somewhat trustworthy.
Also it's not as though she has much to fear from the law anymore, even despite the things that had happened to and around her before.]
Beg pardon, sir?
C:
[Bill turns to her, all wonder and smiles. The Psyduck does the same, sans the smiling.]
It's real beautiful. She yours?
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[It's, um. FUCKING HUGE.
She's been kind of pretending it's not actually hanging around the way it is.
Also did you know Beautifly are aggressive, carnivorous, and suck blood BECAUSE THEY SURE DO.]I'm sure it's just here because of the flowers, I don't...
[...wait. Most people around here seem to have an animal as a companion, and this one has been hanging around ever since — ]
...or...well, I suppose it — is there some way to know, really?
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[A helpless shrug; Bill just got here and knows nothing. You could tell him that fun fact about Beautifly and he'd just look at it and go huh. He's still not sure when ducks got the ability to hold their heads and sound like the one following him around does. Or why a woman younger than him insisted she was his mother. Or...]
This thing's been followin' me around for a while now. [He jerks a thumb at the Psyduck.] I think it's supposed to be, uh... a science duck, I think? Sci-duck?
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[She gets up, absently smoothing out her skirts, and turns to look at the Beautifly with squared shoulders, which makes the notably large insect perk up.
Perhaps its mistress is finally going to acknowledge it, after all.]
And what about you, then? Are you mine?
[SHE'S TALKING TO A BUG...]
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[It seems like important information to share, since he kind of... tried...
Bill's attention finally shifts to the girl. He squints at her outfit, head tilted slightly — he supposes he looks strange out here in his uniform, but he can't help wondering what her reason for wearing clothes like that might be. Hm.]
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It does, however, fly up like some kind of batshit avenging angel and start hovering menacingly between the girl and the man with his Psyduck, beating its stained-glass wings with a vaguely warning air.]
...Why — that really is something, isn't it? It's as though it did hear me.
[...]
Perhaps if you tried asking your duck to do something...?
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That's one angry bug. Bill takes a step back, considering the girl's words: Ask the duck to do something. Like what...?]
Um. Ah — Sci-duck, say hello.
[To Bill's surprise, Psyduck toddles out in front of him and calls out its nasal psy-yi-yi greeting. Which is not anything like the quacks Bill is used to, but he's given up on anything here being like "what he's used to."]