Private Beast and the Beast

Sonny was unused to the concept of "roommates"- with God knows how many square miles of land back home, it was frankly surprising to even see his Dad more than once or twice a week. Living with someone, sharing space with them... he wasn't sure.

But he'd promised he'd go here. That meant trying to do things the "human" way, and if that meant learning how to "share space" then well, he'd give it a try.

He took the open door as a positive sign; walking in, Sonny looked around...

...and promptly skittered back at the sight of his brightly colored, thirteen foot tall roommate.

All Julune heard was a sharp little yelp of surprise, his new roommate staring up at him in shock before he managed to speak.

"....I.... you are.... my roommate?"

His voice seemed almost unused, his accent a slight drawl as he tried his best to appear less intimidated.

Sonny nodded slightly- the confirmation that this was, in fact, his intended roommate seemed to ease his fears by a minuscule amount. Even so, he kept his (actually somewhat strangely shaped) pupils locked carefully on Julune as he stood once more.

"....Saloman, and I guess my other name's uh... Coravow? But my Dad just called me Sonny, so..."

He looked past Julune, inspecting the room. And, unfortunately for Julune, it seemed as if his idea of helping his new roommate "move in"... wasn't really going to happen. There were no bags, no boxes, seemingly absolutely nothing besides the clothes on Sonny's back and the hunting knife at his hip.

Sonny, focused as he was on the room, finally remembered- he was meeting someone. They'd gone over this in class, though it hadn't make much sense then either. He looked back to Julune, particularly focusing on the merperson's face as he did his best to repeat what his teacher had said.

" It is... pleasurable to meet you."