>>5898243Espurr tilts their head as they look at the inscriptions. In such a dark room they look like...
...Espurr remains where they stand, Flashing every few seconds to get another look at the details written onto the walls. What's on them means nothing to them, but the familiar environment is reminding them of something they can't imagine but can remember. They want to see it again, but they can't, it's gone. The closest thing they have to it is this room, archaic depictions of potentially-historic battles lain everywhere they look, and the metal fixture which could so easily be something else, something they'd rather be looking at. They wish what they were seeing was planets instead. They wish their head would stop hurting. They wish things were different.
They do nothing, continuing to Flash intermittently as they get lost in the atmosphere of the room, allowing Orner
>>5898250, Sail
>>5898266, and anyone else present to inspect whatever they want.
Espurr is still.
