Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
Gabriel flushed slightly at the redhaired woman, carefully settling the mandrake in hand back down on the cart. "I have other questions about this...but I can ask later." They were moving on, or so it seemed, and he didn't fancy holding anyone up. And it was just knowledge for knowledge sake. anyway. So, nothing urgent.
Retaking his seat, he ducked back into his notes, hand flying quickly to add the new information, and to quote his peers. Smart peers. Gabe couldn't even have snarky, 'tude-filled thoughts about the situation. It was kinda nice, actually. "Their behaviors match what a human child's would?...As...they grow older, they mirror their age.".....That had actually sounded much smarter in his head. Was he even making sense right now? "For instance, they'll act out as teenagers will do when they reach adolescence...and when they mature, they'll demonstrate more adult conduct."
That....had also sounded better in his head.
Cheeks flaming slightly, he stood to select his muffs. Plaid for him, thanks.
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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