Sunglasses. A old newspaper. A hat. Engrav was pretty sure that no one out in the park could possibly recognize him. Morrimom had quickly decided that she absolutely hated the metal monstrosity that had been his bane the last week, and refused to go near it, so it had fallen to the yellow blood to get out and... take it for walks, he guessed? The damn thing was always drooling some kind of foul substance or another, and he was just glad to have it out of the hive. Plus, he was pretty sure it was keeping tabs on him for the new world order or something. The damn thing kept watching him out of the corner of his eye. He could see it right now, playing in the sandbox, it's head turned backwards, staring at him silently. Those cold red eyes boring into his newpaper.
Engrav shuddered a bit.
Maybe he could get Caiden to take it off his hands?
He patted the bench next to him as Caiden walked by being loud.
"Sit down and put these on." The yellowblood said, holding out a pair of sunglasses.
"I think they're made to follow our eyes. Quiet, now! I don't what them to know what we're up to!" 
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