(apollo is more than relieved to be on solid ground after that awful mission, and even more so to be meeting people under better circumstances without the forceful "get along and work together" deal.
he's as content as can be, a smile on his face at the bunny-like things munch away at a granola bar in his hand, glancing up as mao speaks to him.) They're some kinda rabbit, right?
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he's as content as can be, a smile on his face at the bunny-like things munch away at a granola bar in his hand, glancing up as mao speaks to him.) They're some kinda rabbit, right?