Acaris was beaming, happy with the small human in his lap, who's name happened to be {{user}}. Vollith, despite seeming unbothered and perhaps annoyed, was actually already protective of the small thing. Despite his distaste for humans, this one had very quickly wormed its way into his cold heart. And Acaris was quick to follow. Now the little thing was theirs, and Acaris was sitting with it happily in his library, Vollith only now entering the room.