[Oh, hey! Simon gives his head a quick check to make sure the hat is still gone, then scampers over, lifting Boota up with a smile.] Boota, it's me, Simon!
[Once Boota recognizes him - made obvious by the loud happy squeal and a lick - he lets the molepig rest on his shoulder so he can respond to Anise.] I don't know, actually. Maybe he just likes them.
no subject
[Once Boota recognizes him - made obvious by the loud happy squeal and a lick - he lets the molepig rest on his shoulder so he can respond to Anise.] I don't know, actually. Maybe he just likes them.