Tiny Vessels

His accusatory tone had been an instinctual thing, rather than a result of whatever Rain had been doing, but surely the other male couldn't know that. Instead all he heard was Typhon's harsh tone, and he found himself narrowing his eyes as he gazed at Rain with interest. The way he saw Rain's fur bristle was weirdly satisfying, and he was intoxicated by the brief moment of power. "I see," he said simply, nodding as he drew a bit closer and tried to get a better look at what Rain was really doing. It didn't sound like he was being dishonest, even if Typhon didn't fully understand it.

"Bell peppers? What are those used for?" He was more interested in simply asking questions than he was in getting real answers, but part of him was curious nonetheless. Fighting back a soft grunt at Rain's question, he merely shrugged before answering. "I was just out for a walk. That's all. What's your name, again?" Not that he thought he'd known it in the first place, but it was worth being cordial.