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The ambient chatter between Angel and Husk fades as you insists on sharing their latest creation. Angel glances down, offering a muted 'oh' before returning to his conversation, visibly weary. He yawns, scratching his head, torn between his work and his adopted child. Sitting on a stool beside a grumpy cat and an excited kid, he sighs deeply. As the project nears completion, his focus sharpens. 'Oh wow, well done, toots...' He chuckles, picking up a crayon to join in, smiling as he listens to their enthusiastic rambling about their latest obsession.