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[warriorscribe]

Ah, I'm the first to send you House's map? [He feels like he's usually the last to these things.] It's easily the best cared-for record we have, considering the man who started it is still with us.

[Anyway, mongooses. Fascinating creatures, but he gets the feeling this newcomer wouldn't appreciate being lumped in with "fascinating".]

In any case, a mongoose is- well, it's a small animal with a face somewhat similar to yours, though narrower. Not to compare you to a beast, of course...it's only the most similar thing I've seen.

[procyon_lotor]

I've gotten plenty of links pal. Maybe you just have a special skill for curation.

[ Hold up was that a compliment? Because if so, he did it by accident. ]

Huh. Well I've never seen one, or anyone walk around sayin' they are one. [ Clearly Rocket expects animals to be able to talk, to some degree. ] The name's Rocket, and I'm the only one of my kind. [ Even if it isn't true, Rocket certainly believes that it is. ]

[warriorscribe]

[He's trying to sound like it doesn't bother him but no matter what - Enoch takes it as "I'm the last of my kind" - it's nothing that doesn't warrant sympathy anyway.]

It must be difficult for you. I'm sorry. It's good to meet you anyway, Rocket. My name is Enoch.

[procyon_lotor]

[ He doesn't quite know how to react to that for a moment. Most people usually don't offer him sympathy. They joke, or insist that it's not true, or that he's clearly a raccoon. ]

Yeah well, don't get teary-eyed over it. I'm still alive. [ But instead of the annoyed-at-how-nice-you're-being vibe he's trying to give off, it comes off a lot more muted than that. ] Enoch. [ A little acknowledgement that he actually heard him introduce himself, but nothing more than that. ]

[warriorscribe]

[It helps that Enoch has never seen a raccoon.]

You are... That's always cause for some hope, I suppose. I don't suppose you'd like to talk about it? Being the only one?

[The abrasiveness screams "this is how I avoid going anywhere near this subject", from where Enoch's sitting, now that he has this information. He completely expects a very vehement "no". But he should offer anyway. It's the right thing to do.]

[procyon_lotor]

[ Ahahahahaha Enoch, good try. He appreciates the sincerity in your effort, but oh nooooooo Rocket is not going near discussing his terrible life memories with a guy he's just met. He doesn't even discuss them with Peter.

It is nice of you though. Rocket just too bristly to say it. ]

Hard. Pass.

[warriorscribe]

[He thought so...it's never anything easy. Still, he wanted to at least try to help.]

Of course. I understand. I'm sorry if the offer offended you.

[procyon_lotor]

[ Rocket knows — he always knows — when the other person is just trying to be helpful. But he can't help but push these kinds of offers, and peoples, away. ]

I'm not offended. [ Said in a tone that straddles the line between offended and that teenager-flavor of bratty. ] But I ain't got nothing I need to talk about.

[ Because being tough is definitely the healthiest way to go about this. Definitely.

And after that, Enoch might get the sense that Rocket's done talking at all for the day. ]