[Gamzee makes the oddest, and yet also most clearly happy sound when Shinra settles on his lap, a sort of cooing, but lower, like someone took a dove and then knocked it down a few octaves. The petticoat is rather fluffy, and froths up around the smaller boy's legs, while the Slytherin snakes his arms around his friend's waist, pulling him even closer.
When Shinra makes his comment, all the taller boy can do is chuckle, shaking his head.] It's just talking. Words all what come dancing out of my protein chute. That's kind of cool, though, you know? That there's sounds what mean all the things that go on in our pans? Sounds for colors and for feelings and even sounds for other motherfuckin' sounds! I like yours. [contentedly]
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When Shinra makes his comment, all the taller boy can do is chuckle, shaking his head.] It's just talking. Words all what come dancing out of my protein chute. That's kind of cool, though, you know? That there's sounds what mean all the things that go on in our pans? Sounds for colors and for feelings and even sounds for other motherfuckin' sounds! I like yours. [contentedly]