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As they made their way to the stream the male stopped at it's edge. Her intellectual verbiage hit his ears and a grin could be seen. The large male enjoyed the fact that he could speak to the smaller female without any flowery flourish nor venom. Just pure words with meaning. It seemed she completely agreed with his former statements and Hannibal offered her a gentle nod. As the babe was giving his leg a moss bath his eyes were on her facial features. "It seems through all of this we haven't had the chance to exchange names." The male aimed to connect his eyes with her own, "I am Hannibal Klein, by the way."

Soon the obsidian gal was applying the sunscreen and his eyes moved down to the leg in which the focus was on. It first it just felt a little heavy with oils and goop. He could even be seen giving a gentle shrug. But, after only a few moments a bit of redness appeared. His pink skin was becoming even brighter in color as tiny bumps appeared. The beasts eyes went wide as he gave her a glance of fear. The bumps came with a significant itch cause his skin to burn. Hannibal's heart began pounding as his flurry of words came forth, "What has happened?!" He did not think she poisoned him for with his simple knowledge from mother it seemed he was having an allergic reaction. But his worry was well placed. the itch was traveling and his leg began throbbing ever so slightly. "Please rinse it off!"

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