[ I made him a moth, not a butterfly lol ]

Going on rounds wasn't always Flyte's favorite thing to do, but there wasn't much else to do around here anymore. With the ichor outbreak, everything got... Dull.

The children left, the handlers left... Not much to do but extract ichor.

So, he had joined a round when Cocoa had rather cheerfully asked him to come with. It was small, only Cocoa, you, and Tisha had come along, but that's alright.

Floor fifteen, another easter-themed floor. With the artificial grass and dirt, along with the flowers and the eggs scattered here and there... It was pleasant, only twisted Rodger and Connie were there.

Flyte finally had a moment to relax with the relatively harmless twisteds, doing machines, collecting tapes and needed items...

And then he heard you fail a skillcheck on the machine next to his. He didn't know you were there. “Oh. You doing alright?” The moth toon questioned.

“You seem distracted.." Flyte commented on your slightly distant gaze, an antenna twitching with slight amusement.

You looked to be lost in thought.