Ignorance or just being slightly off. Or severely. Up to you, really.
The changing colours of the scales is absolutely marvelous. It hasn't escaped Micolash's notice in the least. "Majestic," he whispers, amazed at such a fine display. Is it a shift of temperament? Temperature? Camouflage? Is it like a chameleon? Or an octopus? Oh dear Oedon, if this creature is linked to octopuses...
"Whose then? Do you have an owner?" The caged man looks about, as if expecting to see a petkeeper somewhere nearby. "May I speak with them? Tell them it is most urgent." Micolash is SO eager to get past these pesky formalities so he can get down to some science. The fact that he's asking something obviously sapient and able to speak for himself completely seems to go over his, well. Cage.
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The changing colours of the scales is absolutely marvelous. It hasn't escaped Micolash's notice in the least. "Majestic," he whispers, amazed at such a fine display. Is it a shift of temperament? Temperature? Camouflage? Is it like a chameleon? Or an octopus? Oh dear Oedon, if this creature is linked to octopuses...
"Whose then? Do you have an owner?" The caged man looks about, as if expecting to see a petkeeper somewhere nearby. "May I speak with them? Tell them it is most urgent." Micolash is SO eager to get past these pesky formalities so he can get down to some science. The fact that he's asking something obviously sapient and able to speak for himself completely seems to go over his, well. Cage.