They look a little... lost, at that. They don't have a name, exactly, not the regular sort other bugs have. But they have their title, that their father had given them. That was as precious as a name, if not more so.
However, they can't give it to her. How can they? So they look at her and then around, as if somehow the answer to this problem will just... present itself, somehow.
It doesn't, which is frustrating. They've never had to give their name before. They haven't encountered this problem.
So, eventually, they shake their head, but... slowly. They don't want her to think it's a secret or anything.
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They look a little... lost, at that. They don't have a name, exactly, not the regular sort other bugs have. But they have their title, that their father had given them. That was as precious as a name, if not more so.
However, they can't give it to her. How can they? So they look at her and then around, as if somehow the answer to this problem will just... present itself, somehow.
It doesn't, which is frustrating. They've never had to give their name before. They haven't encountered this problem.
So, eventually, they shake their head, but... slowly. They don't want her to think it's a secret or anything.
They would answer, if they could.
But they can't.]