By way of answer, he reaches out and runs a knuckle down her cheek.After a moment he says, “sstill xoming to terrrms xwith Xuman obssesssion xwith eatinng…in Felline terrms iss maybe like…comparrring farrts.”
Prrri suddenly opens his jaws and his speech switches into Felline loud mode, emitting something like a coughing roar (that was probably between 70-80 db). In the dense atmosphere his voice is deeper than...
He bats her with his tail, obviously pleased she’s pleased, though his ears are still registering a some confusion over the subject matter.“Iff you xwerre a Felline xunter, sstalking prrey thrrough thee lowerr cannopy,...
She might get a little on her face, but it’s a trivial task. It’s basically just water, but is slightly sweet and perhaps a little peppery.Prrri’s ears are dancing again.
It’s not so bad this time, now she’s had a bit of a chance to acclimatise and still has some of the heliox in her system. Still not exactly comfortable though.What does she do?
A draught of cold oxygen at a sensible pressure (mixed with helium, according to the bottle label) hits her lungs That feels better. Who knows, in a minute or two she might be...
Ears flick.“Xuse thee massk iff you need.”Her body might be confused as to whether she’s supposed to breathe this air or drink it.Possibly out of habit, Prrri touches a stud on a small device...