[Wait, there's something stuck in the bushes, along with his hair? Darkleer pauses, one eyebrow raised and feeling a tinge of aggravation coming on. The one moment he's trying to find peace and quiet, and...]
[...Wait. This situation seems familiar. Him, going about his business, a strange sound in the flora...]
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[...Wait. This situation seems familiar. Him, going about his business, a strange sound in the flora...]
[No. It couldn't be.]
[He's careful and hesitant when he speaks.]
...Sir Fox?