
The idea of ghosts living here didn't bother Anubias — they had to live somewhere, and it seemed like an appropriate place for them to gather. And maybe they find peace here together. It's easy for him to conjure sweet stories, ones with kindness and love for all those involved. Even when telling stories about ghosts.
Anubias' pale green eyes light up with a smile as the stranger returns his questions and he laughs too at the comment about being a transportation service. "Not a ghost but you're definitely right about being transportation for small creatures." The red panda in question stands, stretches her back, and clamours up a little so she is sitting at attention, tilting her head curiously at Razaranje with her vibrant green body and nice laugh.
It's been a while since they've met someone new, and they're both enjoying this stroke of luck.
"This is my companion, Fisher, and I'm Anubias. We don't live here either but I like to visit." He glances around at the unique stones, remembering when he had first discovered them - how amazing it had been to find something new.
But he can admire the scenery any time. His easy smile and sparking curiosity return back to the bright green Razaranje as he circles back to one of her comments. "How come you're not sure you're a ghost?"
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