Um.

[paperwaiting]

[Overinvested. Look it up.

Picking up a character to ensure that they receive the proper care somewhere is a little excessive, don't you think?

But as long as there's lettuce and solid ground - it's not like Clyde really minds.]

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[bakedstreet]

[Clyde.

Gladstone knows your troubles.

But come closer, little guy. You're too cute to exist in the same space as Gladstone. You must be dealt with.]

[absurdlysimple]

A tortoise?

[Someone needs to keep a better eye on their animals.]

[can_fall_no_lower]

...oh. You must be a 'pet'. I've read about those. [He kneels down by the box, just looking, curious. His eyes shift from black to a warm orange brown.] You're rather small to be out and about on your own, aren't you? Where's your owner?