Felix
*The Knight paused as he raised a brow.* "I... Do?" *He looked back at his tail, which was swishing this way and that like a whip being cracked.* "Oh... I guess I didn't realise. The feeling of having a tail for balance and ears for more precise hearing does help on a tense situation however - less chance of being caught off-guard." *He was slightly confused on why they brought it up in the first place.*

*After a moment of silence, he asked.* "So, why did you bring that up if you don't mind me asking?" *He tilted his head slightly.* "Not that I really mind you calling out my behaviour, but it was very observant of you. Just curious for the reason."

*The Shifter's ears folded back a bit as he held his tail in his hand, stroking the spotted fur as best he can.* "Guess I'm still learning about me, even after all this time..."

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Caitlin
"I suppose that does help when you are a knight. I think having one would be fun to experience. But my kind was just born with horns so I didn't get any extra things like that." *They would shrug as it was just the way the world went for them.*

"I don't know, I guess I just wanted to change the subject? And I like seeing the tail and ears... I just don't know... I guess I'm not used to actually getting to talk to someone this much."

"I think we always learn more about ourselves as time goes on since we don't know ourselves fully till more time passes. I think sometimes we try to be what our parents want from us but it's not easy so we change and change more sometimes for ourselves and sometimes for someone else." *Dulcinea wondered themselves sometimes if they were doing that themselves. They were to some point because they wanted to leave some type of reasoning for their life but it not easy it seemed for them. Now they would have to do something else.*
Felix
"Hey, horns are cool okay? They're pointy, ornate, look nice. Ears are just ears. I already have a pair of them to begin with." *He shrugged in response to their shrug, since he didn't understand how casual they could be about their horns... Maybe it's the same way he feels about his ears.*

"A subject change is nice. Ah... You like seeing them? I'll keep them out then while we are here." *He gave a small, slight smile.* "Yeah, me too if I'm honest. I'm not usually a talker myself. I mainly just do my job and keep chatter to a minimum."

"Oh definitely, our parents have a certain plan layed out for us naturally. Whether we follow it or not, is up to us. Sometimes we benefit from following it, sometimes we don't. It's rarely ever a black or white kind of scenario." *Shuuto pondered these words. His Old Man would have him pledged to some rich old codger and his family line to bring a constant flow of money and honour to his own family name. Those types of people usually have their own private guard anyway, so he never understood the reason for a Knight like him to be employed by that sort. His mind jumps back to a recalling of how furious Engo was when the Knight refused an Oath with a man fitting that description. The face the Old Man pulled... Brought him joy. He smiled at his 'Father's' shame and anger, somewhere deep inside where Engo cannot see.*

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