Trying to speak indeed. The creature nuzzled lightly into that stroke of gloved fingers against it's face, that need for affection clearly not burned out of it, Light or no. Something of an air of surprised frustration as it was seeming to experiment, mouth working softly on sounds, not entirely unlike a child experimenting with a newly gifted toy.
"Hk...haahh..." Another soft huff, an uncertain air to the almost featherlight brush of porcelain fingers over the back of Emet's hand, the Lightwarden murmuring quietly to itself before it seemed more certain of what it was trying to say. "Hades?"
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"Hk...haahh..." Another soft huff, an uncertain air to the almost featherlight brush of porcelain fingers over the back of Emet's hand, the Lightwarden murmuring quietly to itself before it seemed more certain of what it was trying to say. "Hades?"