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"Apple is fine, thank you." She smiles cordially and fixes her sleeves. She takes in her surroundings, marveling at how different everything is around here.

He nodded smiling before going into the kitchen and making a glass of apple juice before coming back and placing it in front of her "there you go beautiful" he smiled "how are you love?"

She looks over with a side glance, both her petite hands holding the apple juice “never been called that one before. Well, to be frank things have been very stressful. But that’s been my life for quite some time.” She casually sips on the juice. “Stumbled upon this place and I could smell the fruit so… figured this would be a good place to relax for now.”

He chuckled "beautiful or love? Sorry if it makes you uncomftorable-" he listened to her and nodded "oh wow, well you can come here anytime you want to relieve some of that stress" he smiled sweetly

“Nah I’ve heard ‘Beautiful’ before… up until the part everyone freaks out about how my kind does stuff.” She sips some more, dipping her head back further. “I appreciate it though. And based on how good this juice is… you’ll probably see me more often.”

He smiled big "well i hope so. And what do you mean what your kind does?"

She raises an eyebrow with just a quiet- but slightly uncomfortable- grin. “let’s just say… my stinger does more than just hurt.” She leaves it at that for now, downing the rest of her juice. She wipes her mouth with her hand, and stares at the empty glass in some measure of disappointment. “Would it be too much to ask for more?”

"you mean...like kill?" he rose an eyebrow "nah of course not!" he smiled and grabbed a piture he had of apple juice and poured her some more "since its your first night here, and i like you so far, its on me for tonight"

“Sure.” She replies dryly. “Let’s go with that answer.” Despite the ominous tone, she does anxiously reach for the cup like an expectant child and begins drinking it up.

"okay im guessing it wasn't kill- so what is it? i promise i won't judge" he nodded, he was intrigued by her, so he sat down across from her since htere was no one else here at the moment

“I am an Emerald Jewel Wasp. And we’re most famous for…” her eye twitches to even saying it. “Emerging out of cockroachs as larvae- or children if I use your human terms.”

MIlo gives a confused look "human terms?"

"Xeno-morph style!" Claude scooted over to the two chit-chatters. "Sorry about that. You appeared uncomfortable with saying it."

MIlo looks at claude looking more confused then ever "i dont know what that means-"

She looks over at Claude with a look of relief and also confusion “I’m not sure what a Xenomorph is but… yeah, that.” She looks back at Milo. “I can’t explain all the details because it gets… gruesome. But imagine the world’s worst party trick.”

"It's from the Predator movie. Ya know what, nevermind," Claude dismissed it. "Or better yet, nature documentaries. Not the cuddly cute ones, but the ones are considered gruesome or strange."

He made two mixing bowls of salad for Oniyan. It had cubes of roast beef, barbecue chicken, ham, croutons, a dozen eggs in each bowl, cheese, and his secret salad dressing recipe. "here's a light snack for you.."

"Thank you, Mister Mathius!" He started tearing into the salad.

"Welcome to Trixie's. Please put your spear in the weapons box...."


He called out to Milo "Hey Milo.....I made her a plate of peach slices. Please take them to her"

She remembers the spear on her back and blushes a soft yellow out of embarrassment. “oh yeah… kinda forgot about this ol’ thing. Sorry about that.” She stands up and puts her spear inside, affectionately fixing the ribbon she tied on it. And then she sits back down and when she hears about the slices of peaches her antennae perk up. But she tries to stay on point in the conversation with Claude. “I have no idea what either of those things are, but yes. That’s how it’d be described.