It takes a little bit, but he’s able to shift his head under one arm so that he can take the pen from James.

I mean, we can talk. But it’s not something you really want to hear. :P I only talk to people right before I. Uh. Do my job. That’s one of the things humans got right when they started telling stories about us.

He’s grinning a little shyly, and though there’s no noise his shoulders shake with laughter.