User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-7345250-20170613035812

Golden Age: "I've seen a white whale, actually. It had a peculiar wrinkled forehead, and a high-"

Gretchen: "Goldie, it's a metaphor."

Golden Age: "I know that! It was just... a pretty cool whale."


 * She huffs and folds her hooves.

Golden Age: "Doc, is that you?"


 * Eroma purses her lips, wondering how to take this answer. On one hand, she is being rejected. On the other, this means she is free to roam unsupervised, perhaps even to the point of getting some fresh air.

Eroma: "In that case..."


 * She glides back into the control room and grabs a communicator from the box under the desk.

Eroma: "I think it would be wise to keep in touch while you're managing these other things... In case you find you're struggling."


 * She likes this Spider-Mane fellow. He seems honest and relatably inexperienced. She hopes her bid at humor is not out-of-place.