[He folds his arms, tucking his hands into his wide sleeves, and watches a Chocobo march past him. It eyes him warily and squawks a warning "wark" in his direction.]
Or else there is some form of convergent evolution at play, one that exists across stars.
[He glances at the green woman and quickly corrects himself.]
Excuse me. Planets.
Though I suppose if the powers that be are able to pluck me from my world there is no reason they couldn't bring Chocobos here as well. The question then, of course, would be why?
no subject
[He folds his arms, tucking his hands into his wide sleeves, and watches a Chocobo march past him. It eyes him warily and squawks a warning "wark" in his direction.]
Or else there is some form of convergent evolution at play, one that exists across stars.
[He glances at the green woman and quickly corrects himself.]
Excuse me. Planets.
Though I suppose if the powers that be are able to pluck me from my world there is no reason they couldn't bring Chocobos here as well. The question then, of course, would be why?