A-586: Merchant Freighter Spanial (Docked), Prrri’s Cabin
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, you xwould bee rrefrreshed annd rready to conntinue the xunnt.”
He considers the tube in Lia’s hand for a moment.
“Xi thinnk thee…xolour, ‘rred’ yess? The xolour was a Xuman idea. Thee xweave on thee fabrric wrrap iss to trry annd match thee texksturre of thee frruit.”
Lia puts her mask back on.
“Ah I see. Did you used to be a hunter?”