Thorne got a happy chitter, Gloom pushing into the hand as it pressed against the spot on his face. "Gloom promised, so ..." He tucked his head underneath his chin, not quite warm but not cool either yet pleasantly close. The creature was shadows even in this solid form he wore while in Ashdown.
"Promises are important and matching is important." Which meant they went together somehow but who knew how things worked in his head. Thorne being happy, however, and his previous laughter made Gloom feel as if he had done a right thing.
"Gloom will call Thorneshadow if Gloom is lonely but also come visit just because." Then, as it was important. "... it is okay to come visit here?" Permission was a thing.
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