Sun's rays pulled back in a bit more again for a moment at that first question, but he didn't volunteer an explanation, just sank another few inches. Maybe he wasn't considered staff, somehow, despite working there? He hadn't expected to be called out on his phrasing there, at any rate, that much was clear enough....
"You... would?" He seemed to perk up a little again at that, though rather than standing back up straighter, he actually sank just slightly lower -- so that he could look up to Ian without changing his eye-height any, keeping his crouched stance such that Ian would be looking down subtly to see him. "There's... still a lot I don't know how to do, though. I-- I was made for taking care of little kids, not--" He glanced to the bin of junk he'd collected. "...Where should I even start?"
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Date: 2025-05-23 08:52 am (UTC)From:"You... would?" He seemed to perk up a little again at that, though rather than standing back up straighter, he actually sank just slightly lower -- so that he could look up to Ian without changing his eye-height any, keeping his crouched stance such that Ian would be looking down subtly to see him. "There's... still a lot I don't know how to do, though. I-- I was made for taking care of little kids, not--" He glanced to the bin of junk he'd collected. "...Where should I even start?"