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[So we've been stuck on the poison moon for a couple months now, so a lot of people probably want to get away from that.

Unfortunately, the only place you really can get away from it besides your own ship is the Iskaulit. So, here's a June Iskaulit mingle!]

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[STILL DIDN'T AUTHORIZE THIS ADOPTION talk to your mother]

Ah. Well, I can ask around another time, that's alright. I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, at least.

[ which one ]

Sorry I don't know more... It was when I first got here so it's hard to really remember everything.

[how many do you have]

It's fine, Sascha. Really, I'm just glad you had a good time. Maybe we'll stop at another one soon.

[ Two or three... ]

I hope so! This moon hasn't been fun at all....

[Sascha please]

Mm, no, not really. The masquerade was fun, at least - did you go to that?

Yeah...! It was my first time going to one ever--Kitty taught me how to dance for it and everything!

It was my first one, too. [he was far too young for his prom] That was nice of her.

Yeah... Kitty's always super-nice to me. She's like a mom.

[ a hot mom... ]

. . . like a mom?

[Sascha no]

Yeah. I mean, I've never had one but she's like what one should be sometimes. [ Kind, caring, moderately patient....hot. ]

[Sascha NO]

I - suppose? Kitty isn't very - uh, maternal with me.

Maybe it's because you have a beard. [ KITTY YES. And also, you know. Having a beard is totally a valid reason for a lack of doting. ]

It's - no, it's not a - [he brings a hand up to cover his eyes. S. Sigh] It's fur, Sascha, not a beard. And it's probably because I'm older than her. [and evil in her world]

You have a beard because you're older than her??? [ DID YOU CHANGE YOUR PANTS AGAIN HANK ]

[. . . patiently]

No, I meant she isn't maternal towards me because I'm older. Or inspire maternal instincts in her.

And this - [he reaches up to lightly tug on his "beard"] - is fur. Not a beard.

..... [ There is only one important thing in that sentence. And that is fur. ]

Can I touch it?

Uh. If . . . you want to?

[how is that important pls reassess your priorities]

Yes please! [ PETTING FUR IS INCREDIBLY IMPORTANT OKAY. Sascha loves it and since Hank said okay? He's just going to reach up and cup both sides of his face before wiggling his fingers into it. ]

[how has his life arrived at this moment.

But he's honestly a little more used to people wanting to touch so he holds still, only making a little bit of a face. It is totally fur, though, soft and fluffy rather than coarse like a beard]

[ It's amazingly soft and Sascha marvels at the feel, smoothing his fingers through it and maybe

Just a little

Petting....it..... ]

[Sascha................

After a few moments he leans back away from his hands because now it's just awkward.

. . . but he holds out an arm and rolls up his sleeve] See? It's the same here.

[ It's okay Hank...he's going to sart petting your arm now instead. ]

It's so soft...! I love it!

[that is far more tolerable yes]

It's just fur.

Yeah but the only fur I ever get to touch is Bigby's! And it's blue... [ He's gonna spoon you hank, hope you wears jams to bed ]

[he wears jams to bed of course who do you think he is]

I suppose there aren't that many of us here. Ah - people who have fur, I mean.