[At Revan's approach, Phos opens their eyes to peek at her and they lift an arm in a lazy wave. But they remain where they are, laying in the grass. They're not sure where she was about to take this conversation -- scolding them for that squabbling before, maybe -- so the compliment is a surprise. Not enough to shift them from their position, but they frown slightly, gaze shifting up to stare at the sky through the tree branches up above.]
Hm? Oh. Nah, not really.
[It's not a particularly enthusiastic response. Phos can't consider themself brave. Not after they just watched when the Amethysts got shattered. Not when Antarcticite was taken and they couldn't bring themself to move until it was too late. All they've done here is start a fuss over something that are apparently just weird human decorations.
Closing their eyes, Phos shrugs, trying to play it off nonchalantly.]
He wasn't scary. When he tried hitting me before he gave up really easily.
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Hm? Oh. Nah, not really.
[It's not a particularly enthusiastic response. Phos can't consider themself brave. Not after they just watched when the Amethysts got shattered. Not when Antarcticite was taken and they couldn't bring themself to move until it was too late. All they've done here is start a fuss over something that are apparently just weird human decorations.
Closing their eyes, Phos shrugs, trying to play it off nonchalantly.]
He wasn't scary. When he tried hitting me before he gave up really easily.