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“Oh…” Parasite’s voice was almost… Sympathetic? Sorrowful? Comforting? One of those.
“I’m sorry for your loss, little one.”
It hesitated again, before carefully speaking again.
“May I… Ask who did that? Who were the humans were studying you. I mean, you don’t need to tell me if you don’t know or don’t want to or anything-“ They quickly added on.
A small blob, the size of a subway rat approaches. It is grey, with a full spectrum of colors dancing over it.
“Hello. We I have not met another of my kind before. I am VICE.”
— @bluejayandvice
“Salutations, little one!”
Parasite crouched down to Vice, their eyes wide as they examined the symbiote
“Vice, you say? I’m Parasite. It’s a pleasure meeting another!”