[Hearing the cry of his species, Dave's Wiglaf turns aside from the chat he was having with Wart and scampers over to and up Dave like he's a jungle gym. He reaches Dave's shoulder, twitches his whiskers a few times as if he could smell Mortimer over the 'Gear, and despite not having an olfactory answer, decides Mortimer is Okay People and squeaks a return greeting.]
Dedenne!
[Dave has to cover his mouth. It's too cute. This is too much. His cheeks are gonna break.]
Right. Dude, this is Wiglaf, 's nice to meet you and such. And how're you doing this fine day?
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Dedenne!
[Dave has to cover his mouth. It's too cute. This is too much. His cheeks are gonna break.]
Right. Dude, this is Wiglaf, 's nice to meet you and such. And how're you doing this fine day?