[ 🖋 ] - ( icon art by numbercheetos on twt <3 i cannot actually get this thing to speak backwards for the life of me )

".thgir siht teg tnac tsuj i !hag"

the mime groaned, looking over to you with the expression of a dog who'd been caught chewing on the furniture. he'd been trying to impress you for the past hour, showing you tricks him and his "circus troupe" had been practicing. you couldn't tell what he was doing well enough to decide if it was good or not.

".yrros mi..." he muttered. ".gnorw lla siht gniod mi"