Thread:YingHe/@comment-34012245-20191102055037/@comment-36159587-20191214050753

((You ask why not? Well 'cause Galaxian's horrible at developing plot))

"Oh," Galaxian said absentmindedly.

The bunny laid its front legs on Germaine's finger (because the narrator's having troubles visualizing this), sniffing the surroundings, its nose and whiskers wiggling invisibly. Just about then, it faded slightly into view.