because only care about hard exoskeletons - canon is a bug's life

[eyepatchless]

Go away.

Far away.

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[sweetestdisposition]

[Oh, he knows who you are. But he doesn't mind an introduction anyway. He kneels down and holds out a hand. Yeah cause a handshake'll totally work with this size different, Don.]

Pleased to meet you. I'm Donald Duck!

[eyepatchless]

[...he can smell his birdy smell so much clearer now. All...feathery and...flighty. And deathy. Not a good scent to have inside his insect nostrils, not at all.

For the handshake, he does offer his upper arms, but it's in more of a mimicry of the gesture than anything else.]

Donald Duck, huh? You're the first talking bird I've ever met.

[sweetestdisposition]

[He cautiously uses a finger to shake Hopper's... arms...]

You outta meet my girlfriend Daisy. If you think I talk you should hear her.

[eyepatchless]

[NO FLAILING HERE]

She a chatterbox, you mean?

[sweetestdisposition]

She... can be.

[And then he reflexively looks around to make sure she's not within earshot somewhere.]

[eyepatchless]

[Another bird? That would...that would be a near heart attack for Hopper here. He's barely managed so far to keep calm. Not that his height makes it easier or anything.]

Oh, I get it now. New topic, eh?

[sweetestdisposition]

[Thank you for being so understanding, Hopper, Donald appreciates it.]

So does your mun have a game picked out for you?

[eyepatchless]

[Yeah, as long as this girlfriend doesn't come along and want to feed him to his babies, then they'll be all good.]

A game? Me? Oh, no. She can't think of any place they'd allowed me to be re-sized, shall we say. As large as a human, that is, if you can imagine such a thing.