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"Hmmm?" Came the quiet reply from Arkell. She hadn't really been paying attention and so the words to his question came kind of sluggishly. "Oh...maybe I just didn't want to be alone," she remarked with a grin as she rolled over onto her stomach. She looked at him, more specifically at his fur. She wondered if it was soft or wirey and she crept closer to him on her stomach since he had moved a little bit away from them. "Or maybe because you aren't that bad of a guy when your not around annoying Russian feather dusters," she crept a little closer as she talked closing the distance between them so that she was close enough to reach out and touch him. "Or maybe still, I just wanted to see how soft your fur is." She reached out tentatively and ran her fingers through the fur on the side of his ribcage to feel the texture of it. "But, who knows."

Tess wasn't paying attention to what Arkell was doing while she was talking, distracted with the clouds, until she commented on his fur, and he nearly jumped out of his skin when he realized how close she'd gotten. He also froze at the feel of a hand, and his eyes flashed to Aya, and then to where Arkell's hand was. He couldn't help but give a small rumble of a pleased noise. He -hated- people touching him and petting him, but he -loved- the feeling of being pet, and people running their fingers through his fur or brushing him. He gave Aya a look that she would die if she ever repeated this obvious weakness to anyone else.

Looking to Arkell, he tentatively shifted a hand from under his head and grumbled something to himself, before sighing and moving her hand to his chest and stomach, where his fur was more soft, and more sensitive to being pet. "I'm no better when I'm not around bird-a**, but right now, I..." he paused, grimaced, and quickly finished with, "I just don't feel like fighting." His eyes were closed, a few more grunts coming from him as the petting felt good.

((Uhm....aaaawwwkward....))

Aya stood, confused at what to do. The scene in front of her obviously didn't need her help.
Did she bring me out here to watch this?
She put a hand to her mouth, obstensibly to think about what to do, though it was also to suffocate the snickers trying to arise from her throat. She directed her attention to the sky, as that was where everyone else was looking. Taking a glance down, she froze a bit as the dog boy was glaring at her. She gave him a poker face.
As if I would waste my time talking about this with someone else...
She took a step backward, trying to silently let them be. Just as her luck would have it, she landed on a good sized branch, sending a loud "crack!" into their conversation.
"Dammit." she mumbled.

Tess had jumped slightly when Aya broke the branch, and his eyes came open once again to stare at her, and then at Arkell who'd stopped petting him in favor of springing up conversation. He sat up and went back to what he'd been doing earlier- grooming his tail- as he listened. He blinked at the fire-raiser and shifted a little embarrassedly. Arkell was a nice name... a lot better then some he'd heard. If not unique.

Tess had no real intent to reveal his name, looking to Aya questioningly. "She asked you a question."

"You don't even look japanese..." Tess mumbled, glancing away so not to pick a fight, only to distract. "What's with these Geckos?" he found several of them staring. They seemed surrounded, wherever they went, and he even looked around more. "They're getting on my nerves." he bared his teeth at some of them, and the geckos scampered off, though one remained behind and darted at him, before climbing up onto his foot, and just sat there. The dog-boy blinked at it, perplexed.

"My mother is American," she replied softly. Taking in his question, Aya nodded. They seemed to be omnipresent at every possible space on this island.
Yep.They could definitely kill me if they banded together.
She swallowed and looked back up. She blinked at the gecko on his foot as well. She shook her head.
"I'm sorry, what was your name again?" she asked, slapping her head as she finally remembered that Arkell was saying the same thing. She was just thinking too much to actually listen.

Aya looked at him, puzzled. She'd heard about the plant before, when Mikayla had eaten some of it as a baby and had to be taken to the hospital.
"You'd rather be called a plant than your real name?" she asked.
Must be a pretty bad first name...
She smirked a bit at the possibilities. Her mind went to the "Barky Von Shnauzer" commercial she'd watched while in 'quarantine' as her mother had called it. She was allowed to stay in her room at all times with nothing but books and a small television. Still, the small commercial had made her laugh, and the posibility of being the dog boy's real name made it hard not to at least smile.