[ The Knight is perfectly happy to be cuddled; when Ren hugs them, they even snuggle against her for a little bit, as long as the embrace lasts.
They are a very well-mannered little bug and thus don't squirm or do anything that could potentially make Ren drop them or fall over (though they would be fine if she dropped them - but it would distress her, they think).
They tilt their head upwards, looking at the sky. They don't feel much of a change, but maybe being a star isn't about changing. It's not like those strange lights in the sky care about what others down here think, or at least - they don't seem to.
Maybe it's just a matter of what someone else sees in you. It's what Ren thinks that matters, then, so perhaps it's fine...though to be referred to as a light is strange, in any capacity.
They're content to just be held there for as long as Ren wishes. It's fine. ]
[When she feels like they get The Point, she brings them back down and sits on the ground, plopping them right into her lap. They can probably reach the ground to write out words. If they can't, she's sure they'll move themself, but-
She's content to sit outside for the time being.]
Do you want to wait for the stars to come out? We can look at them together tonight.
[ They're similarly content to sit in Ren's lap; though they're not used to this particular form of contact, it's certainly comfortable.
They look up at her while she talks, and when she asks a question, they nod vigorously. They're happy to wait here, and just as happy to follow along if she decides to get the urge to wander off.
After a while, they begin to doodle idly in the dirt with their sword. Flowers and masks and plants and all sorts of creatures, things they've seen in their time here. ]
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They are a very well-mannered little bug and thus don't squirm or do anything that could potentially make Ren drop them or fall over (though they would be fine if she dropped them - but it would distress her, they think).
They tilt their head upwards, looking at the sky. They don't feel much of a change, but maybe being a star isn't about changing. It's not like those strange lights in the sky care about what others down here think, or at least - they don't seem to.
Maybe it's just a matter of what someone else sees in you. It's what Ren thinks that matters, then, so perhaps it's fine...though to be referred to as a light is strange, in any capacity.
They're content to just be held there for as long as Ren wishes. It's fine. ]
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She's content to sit outside for the time being.]
Do you want to wait for the stars to come out? We can look at them together tonight.
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They look up at her while she talks, and when she asks a question, they nod vigorously. They're happy to wait here, and just as happy to follow along if she decides to get the urge to wander off.
After a while, they begin to doodle idly in the dirt with their sword. Flowers and masks and plants and all sorts of creatures, things they've seen in their time here. ]