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((Haha birthing little fishtails first would be interesting. Next up is the capture stuff?))

Proteus got in with his spare key. He was getting familiar with it now, and more used to human lifestyle with how frequent he visited Greyson. He had developed an overwhelming sense of protectiveness over the bearer of his children, and even when he wasnt physically visiting, he watched from afar not wanting to disrupt with Greyson's normal life. He got nearer Greyson, not surprised by the empty cans and sat down beside him. "How you doing? Not so well I suppose with all these cans?" He rubbes on his back hoping to lessen the nauseousness.