[ Considering he always looks some sort of irritated and tired, it's probably not much of a difference. Squalo grumbles as he untangles the small dragon from his mane, which in turn allows another dragon to escape from under his arm, and, of course, it flocks right back to Feitan. ]
[ Wow. It's crossing right over to uncanny. ]
Hmm. [ Where the hell would they even get a cage? ] Wait, I have an idea.
[ He saw some pretty big baskets with lids in the gardens on his way, used to gather the fruits. He's just going to walk over to the closest one and turn it over, spilling all the goods on the grass, shove the two drakes still on him inside and close the top. ]
[ Then he returns to his buddy with a triumphant look on his face and pretty much starts plucking small dragons off of him, as if he were some sort of a berry bush. ]
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[ Wow. It's crossing right over to uncanny. ]
Hmm. [ Where the hell would they even get a cage? ] Wait, I have an idea.
[ He saw some pretty big baskets with lids in the gardens on his way, used to gather the fruits. He's just going to walk over to the closest one and turn it over, spilling all the goods on the grass, shove the two drakes still on him inside and close the top. ]
[ Then he returns to his buddy with a triumphant look on his face and pretty much starts plucking small dragons off of him, as if he were some sort of a berry bush. ]
-- now just sit there and do your thing.
[ They're a team now. ]