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[ though he pays attention to the chatter and tenseness, it doesn't seem like Legion is averse to Raihan taking him by the hand, so he continues on. personal boundaries are important, but he has a point to make! it does, however, occur to him that his hand doesn't feel as cold as he assumed it would - even Duraludon, a living, breathing creature, had metal skin that was cool to the touch. Legion feels just as alive, and it's awesome. ]

It shouldn't have gotten too far... [ he pushes the doors to Heavenly Blanc open, eyes looking over the area. when he spots the creature a bit of a ways away, minding its own simple-minded business near a tree, he points it out. ] There, see it? Tell me I'm wrong!