[Seb is tidy as a rule so his kitchen is rather unremarkable, but there are a few polaroids clipped to a string of lights in the living room: a handful with Horus, one of which includes Anubis; one of Osiris looking particularly regal; a very old picture of Neith that's tattered around the edges. The books on his shelves also include medical textbooks between the trashy crime novels, which may be of interest.
When Siwan shows obvious interest instead of fear, Seb lights up all over again and gestures for him to come closer.]
Nah, don't worry, she can hold her own. This is Opet, she's a dwarf Caiman. [In fact, Opet appears to be very curious about the newcomer and comes right up to the glass as Siwan approaches. She's still quite cute at this size, being such a perfect miniature of a giant and deadly animal; Seb adores her so much that he doesn't even catch himself cooing encouragements to her in a soft voice.]
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When Siwan shows obvious interest instead of fear, Seb lights up all over again and gestures for him to come closer.]
Nah, don't worry, she can hold her own. This is Opet, she's a dwarf Caiman. [In fact, Opet appears to be very curious about the newcomer and comes right up to the glass as Siwan approaches. She's still quite cute at this size, being such a perfect miniature of a giant and deadly animal; Seb adores her so much that he doesn't even catch himself cooing encouragements to her in a soft voice.]