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Started January 25, 2021 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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“I guess so…” Mara shrugged thoughtfully. “It’s just most… I mean, what I've been through involved me running and others like you being… Well, much less friendly than you seem to be.” she admitted.

"Ah- yeah, that… that makes sense." Darius looked up for a moment.
"Humans can be idiots at times."

Mara couldn't help but burst out laughing at the statement. “Yeah… They sure can be.” she nodded. “The number of times I've been called a bug or a mouse…” She always found that funny once she was safe from being swatted at or being stepped on.

"Well, I can say for sure humans are much more likely to believe a bug or mouse ran across their floor than admit to themselves they saw you. Though, you definitely would terrify anyone if they thought you were a bug, you'd be huge for one." Darius chuckled some.

Mara still had a giggly little smile as she calmed down from her laughter. “That’s true, though I'm still small enough to get caught in a spider web if I'm not careful. Being called a mouse is probably a little more believable.” she admitted in agreement. After all, it was that kind of thinking and those mix-ups that helped keep people like her… mostly safe.

"Oh, yeah, I would have gone with mouse for sure," Darius admitted. He had to admit, he hadn't really thought he'd be sitting here talking calmly when he first saw Mara in his wall.
"And that's coming from someone who has to mice…"

Mara chuckled again at the comparison. “Really? Well, I’m just glad you don't have a cat. Or one of those terror dogs.” she told him, finally feeling much more relaxed as she took a couple steps away from the wall and a little closer to him.

"Oh, lord, I could never have either one," Darius said. "Dogs are terrifying, and I'd be too worried for Smoke and Ash if there was a cat in the apartment." Darius didn't take much consideration as Mara stepped more towards him. He didn't really want to do anything to her, and they could talk just well like this.

Mara nodded. “Not all dogs are bad. At least, I just have trouble with the ones that hunt squirrels and mice like cats do.” she said, starting to pick up a few things that had fallen during the… crash.

"Ah… see, I have trouble with the little ones. Bark twenty-four-seven, and will bite anything that moves…" Darius shook his head some at the thought.
"It's not fun to have everyone laugh at you as a chihuahua chases you around the yard." The man seemed to take Mara's lead, starting to pick up his own mess.

Mara looked back up at him with an arched brow. “Chihuahua?” she asked, not familiar with the word. She could imagine that it was a smaller dog by his explanation but living in the walls, she didn't understand as much about his world as he did.

"They look like a mix between a rat and a dog," Darius admitted. "And they're about… this big, in general." Darius held his hands up in a close approximation, letting out a breath.
"And I hate them with a passion."

“Oh.” Mara said, trying to stifle a laugh at the thought of someone as big as him being scared of something that small. “Those do sound like trouble.” she commented after thinking how much of a problem that animal would be for her.

"They are," Darius agreed. "Thankfully, none of my friends have any, and my grandmother doesn't come visit. How she handles three of the little demons, I have no idea." The man shook his head some.

Mara chuckled again as she picked up an empty thimble that had fallen over. “The way you talk about them makes me feel pretty lucky that I haven't seen one yet.”

'Yeah, I might have a bias against them. Just a little bit." Darius laughed some, picking up one of his textbooks. He set it on the spot he'd initially aimed for, taking a few loose-leaf papers into one arm as he looked for a folder.

“Maybe.” Mara agreed with a teasing smirk as she looked back over at him. “Wait. Were you just carrying all of that?” she asked in surprise.

"Ah, yeah, I was," Darius admitted. "It… wasn't the smartest decision. I should have made two trips."

Mara rolled her eyes at the obvious statement. That was practically one of the key principles of life for her; never take more than you can carry. “You’re really lucky you didn't hurt yourself worse than what happened. I mean, I know you guys are strong but… That was a little reckless.”

"Yeah… I guess I just wanted to get inside. And hey, it would have totally worked if I had somewhere to set everything down." Darius chuckled, more than willing to admit he'd been stupid with his actions.

Mara sighed, nodding a little as she could sort of understanding the rush to get back in your home. “Then you need a bag if you're going to carry that much next time.”

"Mm… I'll have to look into getting one then, for sure. Especially if my teachers are going to give me as much work again any time soon." Darius finally finished gathering everything up, turning to look to Mara.

Mara looked up at him, a little confused. She knew people like him didn't need to make everything they way she did, but what sort of things did he still need someone to teach him? And what exactly did he mean by work given? “Well, until you get one… just try not to hit this wall again.” she quipped good-naturedly. “I only have so much room here.”

Darius nodded, a small chuckle coming out.
"Yes, I must agree. It wasn't very enjoyable for me to so rudely come bursting into your home like that." The man was keeping his distance respectfully, moving to sit on the couch instead.

“For either of us, I’d imagine.” she pointed out. “That must have really hurt… Even if you do have a thick head.” she added with a soft chuckle before picking up one of the pieces of a cracker she grabbed earlier. “Well, got a head start on making salted flour after that.” she muttered to herself.