Primary Sans
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My my, a pleasure to meet you, stranger.
Primary tilted his head with a curious smile, albeit a neutral one. He dropped down to the ground with a soft thud, landing on his feet. Primary makes no sounds as he gets closer to the stranger with an interested and curious gaze.
The name is Primary, what might be yours?
Primary asked with curiousity. Perhaps he's a bit too calm toward another stranger.