SPOILER!!: She doesn't see why sibling talk makes him happy *mellow*
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He didn't respond right away, not too sure if he even wanted to dignify that seemingly rhetorical question with an answer. There were several he could give, of course, but in the end he opted for a vague shrug of the shoulders. Who exactly could tell if this was a diligence exercise, or a way to screen new employees. Perhaps the leaves were microphones and cameras. Perhaps the pixies spies. Who, could really say?
His mood lightened a little at such ridiculous, but highly plausible thoughts and at the train of thought her next words deviated him to. A noise of some sort of acknowledgement left him, and he swung their hands between them a little, the frown fading and the lightheartedness returning. "Well, you should meet my sister. She'll likely want to adopt you, and then you can decide for yourself, first-hand, if siblings are 'great' or not."
At long last, the grin he had missed returned to his lips as he glanced at Lex. "Well, I'm glad you've made that distinction. Would feel rather uncomfortable if it was a prejudice towards fluffy tails or lolling tongues."
She would take his silence as understanding, mainly of the fact she didn't really want to talk about whether or not she had a good sibling. Jessa was an 8 year old girl. That was all she was. That was all she knew and the only reason she knew it was the 8 candles on the cake she was forced to stand before on New Years Eve. Merlin knew she had better things to do that night.
Had she not been aware of the fact Rhydian was slipping back into his regular mood, she might have allowed the cringe that bubbled up at the mention of not only meeting his sibling but being symbolically adopted by her as well. Needless to say, the nose wrinkling was unavoidable despite her best efforts.
"I don't have the best luck with siblings. It's just not a good idea." Legit. No good with her own. No good with her friends'. Even Vivi's little brother had gotten into her bad books before he grew a brain and stopped ignoring her.
And look at that, he'd gone back to grinning. All good things happened when you pretended you didn't have a little sister, she was starting to be convinced and even allowed a chuckle.
"I don't have a problem with canines, they just aren't the same as a kneazle." Even he couldn't deny that by virtue of the fact he was too big to fit into her lap and be cradled and forced into snuggles like Felix was. Not even getting into his lovely temperament that was nothing like the mean spirit in her kneazle. He said it himself, he was no attack dog and Alexa liked them vicious.