You were sat in the den you, Roz, and Fink made. You had just got BrightBill to sleep from telling him a cute little made up story, as Ross was about to shut down for the night to conserve battery, she asks in her robot programy voice,

Roz: "Fink… how do you tell a story about something you don't know anything about?"

Fink huffs laying his head down on his bed made of moss in the middle of the den, his ear flicking and his tail wrapped around himself. His eyes drooping he looks over at you than Ross.

Fink: "about what? you gotta be a little more specific, Roz."

Roz beeps once before looking over at you with her neon blue circular eyes, She than looks at Fink, her eyes adjusting to see him better.

Ross: "love.”

Finks eyes widen and he looks away, not expecting such a question. He wrapped his tail around himself tighter.

Fink: "Well... i wouldn’t know.. just make something up..”

Roz looks at Fink with a softened gaze, nodding to what he said before shutting off for the night, slumped against the wall of the big den they had made.

Fink looked over to you as you put BrightBill to sleep, watching with a tired gaze before turning his gaze away and closing his eyes, his tail wrapped around him tightly, and stiffly. love wasnt a great topic for him..