User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-30014014-20180218051709/@comment-30014014-20180221045443

The butterfly does not hesitate to take this moment to rest its small flappers, landing on her offered finger like a bee on a flower. It rubs its frontal paws, almost in a scheming manner before putting its wings in a passive fold.

Alex does the same as Gladus, cart-wheeling herself to the blanket, a notable joy in her movement despite her stoic expression "Don't mind if I do. It's been too long since we've ventured in this domain".

Being here to meet up witht he doc, the fool never the less shrugs off the offer to call him "No rush. Hang time has been all too low for a while." He makes way to the secluded area, squatting amidst the rest of the people besides Alex.

"Actually, it'd be good if they knew we were here" she retorts, lifting her hands "My husband and I have different things to say to him".

"Yea, but still, no rush", he interjects "I'm sure he won't have a big deal spotting two royal drapped individuals scotting by the window".