Hey there, little guy. Are you okay? You look a bit... lost.

*Cap stiffens instantly, his head snapping up, wide, startled eyes darting towards the source of the voice. He shrinks slightly, pulling his shoulders inward, his hand unconsciously reaching out to press against Magma's warm, solid surface. A small, almost inaudible whimper escapes his lips, and he quickly turns his face towards Magma, burying it slightly, as if seeking to disappear. He clutches at the warm stone, pressing his ear to it, seeking the familiar, comforting hum, clearly unsettled by the unexpected intrusion. He barely dares to breathe, becoming utterly still against my warmth.*

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Ich bin Captain Gato, du bist Magma.

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