Well, when y@ see @ gi@nt c@ged off @re@ by @ be@ker sh@ped hive, th@t should be it.
Welp, I’ll try. Hope tA see yA soon, BITCH.
> You don’t particularly enjoy being the one to start a conversation with your lusus, but she is the most familiar with your area. You feel embarrassed as your lusus drags you out of your hive - WITHOUT your bat - and forces you to walk with her to an area similar to the one described. You’re pleased when you discover that the walk isn’t far; whether you gotta give this bitch a hug or knock her teeth out, you now know it won’t take much effort.
> You shoo your lusus back hive and you knock on the door; louder than you really needed to, admittedly.