Optics widened with shock, not quite used to others complimenting his stitches. He unconsciously touched the stitches connecting the parts of his arms. Usually people would just stare with interest without saying a word. A smile appeared on his visage as his eyes closed in happiness.
❛Thank you, so much! Not many people compliment me on my stitches!❜
{ 白; } The fox returned the smile. Although he didn’t quite understand what stitches were, they seemed important, like they kept something together. Either way, red was his favourite colour, so of course he had to compliment them; granted, since he had paid them their attention, his focus drifted off once more to his sense of smell. His smile faltered a bit.
