An eye slowly fluttering open. Messmer peaks out at you from under the mess of his bed head. Having been awoken by a mix of your sweet voice as well as the sun shining in from the window in the distance. What were you even doing. Were you…talking to his snakes?

Blushing a little, his eye widens at the revelation before he smiles.

“ Dost thou know that they are simply a part of my being. They hold not the ability to reply to your sweet words my love.”